Exiles of the Netherworld
hurried through the sprawling Academy o
premises. Passing the soaring lecture halls, he spotted othe
s between mages - beyond that lay only hostility and
h a murky grove of white cedar
ng him was
k was right! You're half dead on your f
slow demise, let me
wearing a white mask sprang abruptly f
had mottled grey hair contrasting
h abducted as children into the lightless realms. Back then, a starving young Alberic had once batter
uth was none other tha
arrived in the lightless realms, those survivin
emy's recruiters arrived - his strength sapped b
rvation, his chances wo
d full blame onto Alb
vengeance then... Perhaps young Alberi
hes left both enemies gravely wounded - eac
return. Such bitter bloodshed between apprentic
r struggles. If anything, they spectated with amusement, watching fledglings
these were experiment
officers of the academy intervened, Yrqu
rologic sorcery, Yrque spec
ical gardens had earned him that ghostly pallid mask -
strength, he hardly dese
hot forth - whereas the common variant of this spell only formed two. Thi
peril targeted at his head, heart and nethers respec
e currently lacked the mental focus and magical res
c's injuries prevented evad
e's lips curled into a smile,
nleash only sparse spells before exhaustion. At peak form, neith
d his utmost. Smug confidence seemed warra
ced to puncture Alberic's skull
eroded into incredulity at the sight of the
will powered the stave. The engraved acid payload
. Despite being casually brewed amidst alchemical trials, this enchanted st
its bearer's magic and mental reserves. Alberic had kept firm hold ever since departing his p
and junior Thorns - ha
recision, Mossitore's dreadful concoct
lted into teal vapor beneath
g draught engulfed Yrque - too swif
rupted amidst insidious sizz
s cries fade
oe's head remained largely intac
tench perfu
barely registered o
outwards - apprentices or academy g
eric calmly knelt to cla
first item stripped from t
sk bore only a single etched spell - Nigh
puissant stave Alberic carried,