The First Attack
The face of Ad Avis, the reason of so many of the troubles that Orion had to overcome. Katrina, the Dark Master, who sacrificed her life to save Orion from Ad Avis. Ntarbe Harple, my Aunt, and Heroine of the Baroness Salma of Spielburg. Erasmus, the kind Wizard I had recently met. Draco of Johnsburg, Orion's brother from my dream. Erana, the beautiful Faer-folk Archmage whom I saw lying in pain before I blacked out. Aziza, the Wizard of Water, and my magical Superior, the Wizard I trained under...
I was startled awake by oil and water being poured on my forehead. My head hurt, it felt like I was just stung by a Giant Scorpion. I could hear crying, but to open my eyes to see where from would mean serious pain. I managed to pull myself up into a sitting position. A moment later, I heard the voice of a girl.
"Here, take this, it will make your headache calm down." She put a small amphorae in my hand, and I downed the liquid in no time. As soon as the last drop douched my lips, I felt fully invigorated, and slowly opened my eyes to see where I was.
What I saw surprised me, I saw many plants in pots, suspended from the ceiling, and some flowerpots resting on the floor. What surprised me most was seeing six bodies lying on mats. Erasmus, Fenrus, Shakra, Amanda, Erana, and Orion were all lying on the mats, flat on their backs with their arms positioned at their sides, except for Shakra, who was lying on his side. Queen Elsa was kneeling beside Amanda. Her face in her hands, soft sobs coming from her every once in a while. I heard the girls voice from behind me.
"So you are the Prince of Shapeir?" she said with a giggle. "Not what Vickie had in mind. She was hoping for someone who looked like Prince Byron. Hold on, the King is waking." She walked over to Orion, and helped him sit up. He shook his head violently, as if to shake something out of his ears. He stood up just as three people I haven't seen yet walked into the room. A middle-aged couple, the man wearing a strange multi colored outfit, and the woman wearing a green-laced dress. The other person was a slender girl, about 17 years old, with midnight-black hair. They seemed to be talking about what happened to us. I watched Orion walk over to Elsa and kneel beside her. He gave her a comforting hug, and gave her a reassuring kiss. He then stood up and walked over to me.
"Erik, have you any idea what happened?" He said. I shook my head. "The Dark-one who is causing the troubles here has attacked. The spell that was cast was not cast by anyone in Silmaria. I know this because of my extensive knowledge in Magic."
"Yes," I said, " the spell that was cast seemed very distant to me. Perhaps a bit too distant for an attacker to be at for a first attack."
"I know, but this spell seemed to be more powerful for any single Magic-User to cast, even the supernatural creatures. I do fear we are being attacked by a group of enchanters." Orion shuddered at the thought of this. I knew he had to deal with a Demon Wizard before, but the thought of a group of them, sadly, would make a Hero that had dealt with them before shake as if he was caught in the field of Electric Storm. Over Orion's shoulder I saw the man who walked in a few minutes ago kneeling over Amanda. He looked at Elsa, and I believe he said 'It doesn't look good.'
I looked at Orion. He knew what I was thinking, and before I even opened my mouth, he said. "My Healing ability cannot help the unconscious. All we can do for her is hope that Zeus is looking over us, and is keeping the wrath of Hades away from here." I nodded. I now noticed that Erana, Erasmus, Fenrus and Shakra were all awake.
