My name is Jari Se'saik and i am the clan chief of the se clan in the deadlands of Salgour. I am a natural magician who inherited my father's magical strength when I was old enough and by doing that he had to kill himself in the process. That is the only way of giving someone your strength, by giving them a blood transfusion. I now have four companions of mine called Kari, Quil, luik and Kicl. They are my main followers and protectors for the Se clan. One morning when the purple sun was just leaving the comfort of the horizon the clan was ready to do their weekly jobs, half of the clan go out with spears and attack anything they find and sometimes they run into black water beings or a Fe clan so a blood magic magician must accompany them at all times while the others stay and make weapons and clothes. I however get to do whatever I want whether it be hunting or healing it doesn't matter what I do as long as i do something but i don't know what I have to do to-
"Chief" he was breathing heavily as if he had ran a mile "black water beings half a mile from the camp, the clan are fighting them off but we need magic to reduce casualties"
"Understood I will be there" I calmly spoke. I then ran as fast as I could towards the black lake until I heard the screaming of the battle. I looked and half my clan were battling these disguising, gray and slimy humanoids. Their faces were deformed and limbs grew out the wrong places but they were armed with deadly spears they managed to gather. My clan were outnumbered so I unsheathed my own blood magic blade then I jumped at the first black water being. I sliced his neck then I plunged my dagger into another deformed head. I can feel the magic overwhelming my own capacity for magic. With the blood magic blade I can add extra magic using the lives of those I kill. I then look around and see there are another 100 evil humanoids while there were only 20 of my clan. I focused in to my magical capacity and released it focusing on burning only gray humanoids. I drained nearly all my magic and I felt as if my body was empty without magic. I barely managed to stand but as least the black water beings were gone.
"How many men and women have we lost" I asked the nearest member of our clan
"About 5 chief" He mumbled and shaking in his shoes
"And for what because I hardly believe you got ambushed you fool" I shouted. I was so angry I used my remaining magical strength left to lift two rocks and smashed them together so hard it made a BOOM sound. "Today never happened" I said coolly and I walk off back towards the camp site with the whole clan staring at me. Not in disgust but in wariness.