Arcovia
Elizabeth
The bell rang consistently in a blazing thunderous noise that made my heart throb against my chest. All of us exchange a look. Archmaster Kaerwyn grabbed Grandmaster Voltur by the shoulder as if his knees had weakened that he needed hold to keep himself steady on the ground. “We are under attack,” The old man said. He turned towards Master Gregory who unsheathed his sword from his scabbard.
“Command the guards and the other Combat Masters to get everyone ready for war!”
“At once, my lord!” Master Gregory bow before exiting the Training Hall.
Kaerwyn turned to the Grandmaster, “Gather your novices and get your best conjuring student in your class,”
Grandmaster turned to me, Daemon and Jehaerys, “I have them with me right now.” gesturing at the three of us with a pr
