The Witches' War

Ambush

Tamara

*Spell class*

Classes today was going really well. I felt an inner joy for reasons I couldn't point out and it positively affected my performance in class.

"Magic without focus is fruitless. If you can't make up your mind you can't make magic" Mrs Walker tutored walking towards me "Miss Walt if you can be able to maintain this energy am certain you'll graduate this class soon"

Being a baby witch means trying out different aspects of magic until you're able to find out your area of specialization. We were learning the wind spell and even if I wasn't doing the best I was doing my best unlike before. At least i was able to produce air.

We were lined up in singles horizontally with blocks four metres away and we were tasked to move the blocks with the aid of the wind magic using a spell. Five students were done with the tasks implying that they had chances of being gray witches and the rest continued or dropped maybe because because it wasn't their specialization.

Though i wasn't getting it i had this persistent feeling that I could, but all my efforts resulted to just air. I felt really frustrated

"All students into their classes now"

I turned around to see everyone running helter skelter. What was going on? Different trained witches stood fighting off what i didn't seem to know.

"Inside the class now" Tasha one of the school's best witches ordered pushing me into the classroom and locking I and the rest of some untrained witches in.

I ran to the window to get a glimpse of what was going on. There were witches that broke into the school and I must confess they are really skilled. And just as the fight was going on i saw a witch putting black gas around the school. If any witch should inhale this gas for a long time, the witch would be powerless for as long as until recovery. I looked around and discovered that no one was watching. If this witch should end up succeeding, our coven will be good as powerless.

It felt like there was something in me that wanted to be let out, something that yearns to be set free whenever I saw one of our witches beaten up. And with that i mustered up my will power pushed down the door that locked us in. Immediately I broke down the door some witches came running to attack those of us inside the classroom. I clapped my hands together in defense and a mighty wind swept them off their feet leaving both me and those that witnessed it surprised.

The black gas! I manoeuvered through the battle knocking down everything that stood in my way till i got to spot where I sighted the witch spreading the black gas and realized that the witch had succeeded in putting the gas all over.

The witches that ambushed us slowly dispersed leaving us at the mercy of the gas. I heard choking sounds and groans all around me; the gas has started taking effect. If the wind spell worked then it can work now. I closed my eyes with four fingers crossed and gathered wind as much as I could and used it to sweep the black gas out.

I opened my eyes to see some witches advancing towards me with their lips moving like they were saying something but i couldn't hear them. I turned around and saw my self slowly falling to the ground; and that was the last thing I remembered before I embraced darkness