“We need to leave now!” Emily’s panicked cry was soon followed by the screams of Drakenmoor’s citizens.
In a flash the outer district was decimated by a barrage of artillery shells. Houses lay in ruins with shredded corpses of warlocks and elven guards littering the streets. Most of them didn’t even get the time to look up as the shells rained down from the sky like meteors.
“My people! This can’t be happening. We have to save them!” cried Cynthia.
She was about to rush to the wounded warlocks when the other Charmcasters pulled her back.
“It is too late for them! We cannot allow you to risk your life. You are the Grand Warlock’s daughter!”
Jake surveyed the destruction all around and what he saw reminded him of the dreadful brutalities of war from his own world. It felt like he had j
