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Jamara was slumped on the floor with her hands still bound tightly behind her back.
"Jamara!" called Sandry, still unable to move her feet "Jamara!"
The acro-mage still did not move so Sandry tried calling through her magic. She tried to find the tie that connected her with Jamara but couldn't sense the swirling that she associated with her friend's power. She worriedly contacted Tris instead.
"Why can't I talk to her?"
"He did it." Was the answer, "The spell worked"
"We're not bound to her?" Daja quietly asked
"No, not any more"
"Is she-?" Sandry could not finish the question
"I don't think so, Anteroll needs her alive to take her power"
The evil mage in question had walked over to where the stricken princess lay. Rolling her onto her back he pressed his fingers to her neck and seemed satisfied with what he found.
"She's not dead" reassured Tris through their magical connection.
Jamara's eyelids had begun to flicker and her eyebrows had dipped into a frown. She opened her eyes and blinked as the light from the surrounding torches hit her. Quickly struggling upwards she looked around and seemed relieved when she saw the four other mages still standing.
"Is everyone alright?" she croaked
"Yes we're fine, what about you? Are you alright?" asked Sandry, concernedly
"Yeah, just a bit sore"
"Well now that it has been established that everyone is going to live we can perform the next spell" called Anteroll with a roll of his eyes.
"You only need me for this part so you can let the others go" said Jamara
"Oh you know that I'm not going to do that"
"I know but it was worth a try" responded Jamara
"You're not going to let us go?" questioned Sandry
"So you can go and bring every mage in the city here?" asked Anteroll "Besides without you here Jamara might try something silly"
Anteroll wove his hand through the air and four mages could move their feet again. Briar began to advance on Anteroll but the threatened mage had already grabbed Jamara, hauled her to her feet and raised his hand ominously. Briar paused, then thought better and stepped back with a growl of frustration. The mage grasped Jamara's bound wrists tightly and smirked at the imprisoned group before he began to push Jamara towards the edge of the circle.
Jamara was following when Anteroll's grip loosened and he stumbled slightly, twisting her head Jamara could see that his face was ghostly pale and his eyes were glassy. Seizing the opportunity Jamara ripped her arm from his grasp, span round and kicked him forcefully in the stomach. Antorell's eyes widened and the breath left his lungs. Jumping over his crouched form Jamara ran towards Daja.
"Quick, untie me!"
Daja pulled at the coarse rope and loosened it.
"Hurry up!" called Jamara
Antorell had pulled himself upright and was glaring at Jamara as he advanced.
"There!" cried Daja as the rope dropped from the acro-mage's raw wrists.
Jamara swiftly dropped in to a fighter's stance and waited for Antorell to reach her. When he was close enough she lashed out with her foot again but this time aimed for his head. When her limb failed to connect she was surprised but was able to keep her balance. Her surprise increased when Antorell's fist shot out towards her. She brought her arm up in a fluid motion and blocked the attack. She barely reacted in time to defend herself form his other hand which swung at her stomach.
"Surprised?" Antorell questioned smiling slightly
"No" Jamara lied
"Underestimated your opponent" He teased before spinning and directing a kick at her head; she smoothly ducked and proceed to block all his blows with her arms. He increased his speed but failed to hit his target.
"Yes" replied Jamara "You have"
Anteroll's eyes narrowed and he once again tried to attack her. The other mages in the circle stood and watched with amazement at the speed the battling mages were moving. Neither of them was able to land a blow on their rival.
"How's your father?" Anteroll suddenly asked
Jamara faltered and had to leap backwards to avoid the foot which was swung at her.
"What?" she asked looking horrified
"How long since you last saw him? He must be looking for you."
Jamara didn't reply.
"He will be very grateful to the person who brings you back" he continued in a conversational tone "The marriage will still be possible apparently"
Jamara's eyes narrowed and she increased the ferocity of her assault. Anteroll chuckled as he swiftly defended himself.
"I take it your not happy about the arrangements"
"You wouldn't be able to hand me back" Jamara hissed "Not after what your parents did, you think handing me back with no magic would be a good idea?"
"Shows just how long you have been away" Anteroll said smugly "I have gradually been able to gain your father's trust; he thinks I am just a poor boy who was born into the wrong family"
His eyes glinted maliciously as he mocked Jamara's father.
"I just tell him that I found you but unfortunately was not quick enough to catch the person who attacked you"
"He'll never believe you after what your parents"
"Oh I think he'll believe his future son-in-law"
Jamara paused and Anteroll's fist caught her on the cheekbone. Her head snapped side wards. Behind her Daja yelled and started forward. Anteroll casually waved his hand and the mages were incapable of moving their limbs again.
"His what?" whispered Jamara
"Oh haven't you heard?" asked the mage with mock surprise "Your dear sister has accepted my offer of marriage and you father has given us his blessing"
Jamara paled.
"No...." she hissed "NO!"
Jamara launched herself at the mage stood laughing at her. Anteroll's smile rapidly faded as he struggled to protect himself from the princess's blows. The dark mage began to panic as he was forced closer to the edge of the circle. Shifting his gaze round franticly he looked for a way to escape. Jamara was still swinging her fists and feet at the cowering mage as her eyes blazed. One blow connected with the side of Anteroll's head and he was thrown to the floor.
"You will never hurt my family" Jamara growled
"Who will stop me?" he sneered "You?"
Anteroll flung his arm out suddenly. Jamara threw herself backwards. The burning streak of light missed her and flew across the circle. Jamara heard a cry and scrabbled up form where she had fallen and turned round. Her breath caught in her throat. Sandry lay still on the floor, a red mark covered her chest were the magic had hit her.
Jamara saw red, her fists clenched; she spun round, her foot whistled through the air, she yelled as it connected with the seated mage's head. Anteroll grunted and fell.
Not waiting to see if he was motionless Jamara ran towards her stricken friend. Drawing closer she saw tears falling down Tris's face and Daja's face was pale. They were still unable to move and they craned their necks towards Sandry. Dropping to her knees Jamara shook her gently and called her name. When there was no response she leaned closer and strained to hear her friends breath. With a sinking heart she pressed her fingers to Sandry's neck and chocked back a sob.
"It's your fault" came a soft voice behind her
The acro-mage span round and faced Anteroll.
"No..I.." she stuttered
"It is" he said in an undertone as he advanced
Jamara opened and closed her mouth. Unable to form words.
"You killed her" he hissed with glee
Anteroll struck out and knocked her to the floor where she stayed.
"She came to help you and you killed her" he repeated
I didn't mean to" Jamara mumbled
"But you did, now thanks to you I can complete the ritual, return you to your father and claim my bride" he moved closer "and take the throne"
Jamara covered her head with her hands.
"No" she muttered
"Oh yes" he smirked "all thanks to you"
"I'll give your love to your sister, I doubt you'll see her again" he turned away, pausing slightly he shook his head and swayed "have to finish that ritual quickly"
"No" murmured Jamara "No, No, NO, NO!"
The acro-mages head snapped up. Daja and Tris gasped when they saw her, even Briar looked surprised. Jamara's eyes glowed a brilliant white and her voice resonated round the room.
Anteroll's eyes widened when he saw her. She had risen from the floor and seemed to tower over him. Jamara's eyes blazed as she looked at him.
"You will not hurt my family!" she cried as her hand rose and white hot light escaped from her outstretched fingers.
Anteroll screamed but instead of hitting him the light split and wound round his trembling body, binding him tightly.
"I will not sink to your murderous level" she said as she turned away.
Tris, Daja and Briar watched in amazement as Jamara seemed to glide towards Sandry's prone body. Jamara crouched by her and took her hand. The two girls shone with a glittering light and Sandy chest began to rise and fall steadily. The revived mage opened her eyes and smiled when she saw Jamara.
Jamara stood and with one sweep of her arm she broke the spell binding the other mages and the shimmering walls which imprisoned them all. The glowing princess smiled at the advancing forms of Niko and Sylfae, and then turned her gaze to the amazed mages, who still stood within the broken circle, as the light faded from her and she dropped to the ground.
'nother cliffy! Sorry I know people don't like them but they are so much fun to write. I am not sure whether I like this chapter or not so review and tell me ur opinion. Thank you!
Telle
rora the wise- thanks! It's nice to know that more people are reading this!
Fate of Destiny- Hiya! I want to really thank you for all the help you have given me with this story. I couldn't have dun it without u! I love getting your reviews; they are the highlight of my day so keep 'em coming! Thank you!
Angel Street- Hi, thank you so much for all the help you have given to me. It is really nice to know that sumone cares enough to give their time to give me a hand. Hope you like this chapter.
Iggytheicyiguana- Hey! Thank you so much for your review! It gave me the inspiration I needed, ur idea was brilliant so I have kinda used it but used my own ideas aswell, well read it and then u'll c! Please review again!
Wake-Robin- Hi, don't worry she's not finished yet! Hope ya like!
Jamara was slumped on the floor with her hands still bound tightly behind her back.
"Jamara!" called Sandry, still unable to move her feet "Jamara!"
The acro-mage still did not move so Sandry tried calling through her magic. She tried to find the tie that connected her with Jamara but couldn't sense the swirling that she associated with her friend's power. She worriedly contacted Tris instead.
"Why can't I talk to her?"
"He did it." Was the answer, "The spell worked"
"We're not bound to her?" Daja quietly asked
"No, not any more"
"Is she-?" Sandry could not finish the question
"I don't think so, Anteroll needs her alive to take her power"
The evil mage in question had walked over to where the stricken princess lay. Rolling her onto her back he pressed his fingers to her neck and seemed satisfied with what he found.
"She's not dead" reassured Tris through their magical connection.
Jamara's eyelids had begun to flicker and her eyebrows had dipped into a frown. She opened her eyes and blinked as the light from the surrounding torches hit her. Quickly struggling upwards she looked around and seemed relieved when she saw the four other mages still standing.
"Is everyone alright?" she croaked
"Yes we're fine, what about you? Are you alright?" asked Sandry, concernedly
"Yeah, just a bit sore"
"Well now that it has been established that everyone is going to live we can perform the next spell" called Anteroll with a roll of his eyes.
"You only need me for this part so you can let the others go" said Jamara
"Oh you know that I'm not going to do that"
"I know but it was worth a try" responded Jamara
"You're not going to let us go?" questioned Sandry
"So you can go and bring every mage in the city here?" asked Anteroll "Besides without you here Jamara might try something silly"
Anteroll wove his hand through the air and four mages could move their feet again. Briar began to advance on Anteroll but the threatened mage had already grabbed Jamara, hauled her to her feet and raised his hand ominously. Briar paused, then thought better and stepped back with a growl of frustration. The mage grasped Jamara's bound wrists tightly and smirked at the imprisoned group before he began to push Jamara towards the edge of the circle.
Jamara was following when Anteroll's grip loosened and he stumbled slightly, twisting her head Jamara could see that his face was ghostly pale and his eyes were glassy. Seizing the opportunity Jamara ripped her arm from his grasp, span round and kicked him forcefully in the stomach. Antorell's eyes widened and the breath left his lungs. Jumping over his crouched form Jamara ran towards Daja.
"Quick, untie me!"
Daja pulled at the coarse rope and loosened it.
"Hurry up!" called Jamara
Antorell had pulled himself upright and was glaring at Jamara as he advanced.
"There!" cried Daja as the rope dropped from the acro-mage's raw wrists.
Jamara swiftly dropped in to a fighter's stance and waited for Antorell to reach her. When he was close enough she lashed out with her foot again but this time aimed for his head. When her limb failed to connect she was surprised but was able to keep her balance. Her surprise increased when Antorell's fist shot out towards her. She brought her arm up in a fluid motion and blocked the attack. She barely reacted in time to defend herself form his other hand which swung at her stomach.
"Surprised?" Antorell questioned smiling slightly
"No" Jamara lied
"Underestimated your opponent" He teased before spinning and directing a kick at her head; she smoothly ducked and proceed to block all his blows with her arms. He increased his speed but failed to hit his target.
"Yes" replied Jamara "You have"
Anteroll's eyes narrowed and he once again tried to attack her. The other mages in the circle stood and watched with amazement at the speed the battling mages were moving. Neither of them was able to land a blow on their rival.
"How's your father?" Anteroll suddenly asked
Jamara faltered and had to leap backwards to avoid the foot which was swung at her.
"What?" she asked looking horrified
"How long since you last saw him? He must be looking for you."
Jamara didn't reply.
"He will be very grateful to the person who brings you back" he continued in a conversational tone "The marriage will still be possible apparently"
Jamara's eyes narrowed and she increased the ferocity of her assault. Anteroll chuckled as he swiftly defended himself.
"I take it your not happy about the arrangements"
"You wouldn't be able to hand me back" Jamara hissed "Not after what your parents did, you think handing me back with no magic would be a good idea?"
"Shows just how long you have been away" Anteroll said smugly "I have gradually been able to gain your father's trust; he thinks I am just a poor boy who was born into the wrong family"
His eyes glinted maliciously as he mocked Jamara's father.
"I just tell him that I found you but unfortunately was not quick enough to catch the person who attacked you"
"He'll never believe you after what your parents"
"Oh I think he'll believe his future son-in-law"
Jamara paused and Anteroll's fist caught her on the cheekbone. Her head snapped side wards. Behind her Daja yelled and started forward. Anteroll casually waved his hand and the mages were incapable of moving their limbs again.
"His what?" whispered Jamara
"Oh haven't you heard?" asked the mage with mock surprise "Your dear sister has accepted my offer of marriage and you father has given us his blessing"
Jamara paled.
"No...." she hissed "NO!"
Jamara launched herself at the mage stood laughing at her. Anteroll's smile rapidly faded as he struggled to protect himself from the princess's blows. The dark mage began to panic as he was forced closer to the edge of the circle. Shifting his gaze round franticly he looked for a way to escape. Jamara was still swinging her fists and feet at the cowering mage as her eyes blazed. One blow connected with the side of Anteroll's head and he was thrown to the floor.
"You will never hurt my family" Jamara growled
"Who will stop me?" he sneered "You?"
Anteroll flung his arm out suddenly. Jamara threw herself backwards. The burning streak of light missed her and flew across the circle. Jamara heard a cry and scrabbled up form where she had fallen and turned round. Her breath caught in her throat. Sandry lay still on the floor, a red mark covered her chest were the magic had hit her.
Jamara saw red, her fists clenched; she spun round, her foot whistled through the air, she yelled as it connected with the seated mage's head. Anteroll grunted and fell.
Not waiting to see if he was motionless Jamara ran towards her stricken friend. Drawing closer she saw tears falling down Tris's face and Daja's face was pale. They were still unable to move and they craned their necks towards Sandry. Dropping to her knees Jamara shook her gently and called her name. When there was no response she leaned closer and strained to hear her friends breath. With a sinking heart she pressed her fingers to Sandry's neck and chocked back a sob.
"It's your fault" came a soft voice behind her
The acro-mage span round and faced Anteroll.
"No..I.." she stuttered
"It is" he said in an undertone as he advanced
Jamara opened and closed her mouth. Unable to form words.
"You killed her" he hissed with glee
Anteroll struck out and knocked her to the floor where she stayed.
"She came to help you and you killed her" he repeated
I didn't mean to" Jamara mumbled
"But you did, now thanks to you I can complete the ritual, return you to your father and claim my bride" he moved closer "and take the throne"
Jamara covered her head with her hands.
"No" she muttered
"Oh yes" he smirked "all thanks to you"
"I'll give your love to your sister, I doubt you'll see her again" he turned away, pausing slightly he shook his head and swayed "have to finish that ritual quickly"
"No" murmured Jamara "No, No, NO, NO!"
The acro-mages head snapped up. Daja and Tris gasped when they saw her, even Briar looked surprised. Jamara's eyes glowed a brilliant white and her voice resonated round the room.
Anteroll's eyes widened when he saw her. She had risen from the floor and seemed to tower over him. Jamara's eyes blazed as she looked at him.
"You will not hurt my family!" she cried as her hand rose and white hot light escaped from her outstretched fingers.
Anteroll screamed but instead of hitting him the light split and wound round his trembling body, binding him tightly.
"I will not sink to your murderous level" she said as she turned away.
Tris, Daja and Briar watched in amazement as Jamara seemed to glide towards Sandry's prone body. Jamara crouched by her and took her hand. The two girls shone with a glittering light and Sandy chest began to rise and fall steadily. The revived mage opened her eyes and smiled when she saw Jamara.
Jamara stood and with one sweep of her arm she broke the spell binding the other mages and the shimmering walls which imprisoned them all. The glowing princess smiled at the advancing forms of Niko and Sylfae, and then turned her gaze to the amazed mages, who still stood within the broken circle, as the light faded from her and she dropped to the ground.
'nother cliffy! Sorry I know people don't like them but they are so much fun to write. I am not sure whether I like this chapter or not so review and tell me ur opinion. Thank you!
Telle