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They spent the morning learning
about the creatures and how they used their magic if they had any. Most of them
did not but their defences where like the one seen in the class, poison slime
or claws that had poison. They all headed off for lunch and sat at the table
with plates of food but not having a good apatite to eat any of it.

Not being hungry, they headed off
up to the library as the teacher decided he had shocked them a little too much.
They going to use the master books in trying to find spells to help them. While
there decide to look up spells on opening portals or gates. Finding them by
themselves in the library they spent a little talking about what they had just
learned and seen.

‘That creature looked really
disgusting and the teachers letting us go up there not telling us it was
dangerous even when it was dead. What if we would have touched it we would have
lost our magic?’ Maive was still shocked by it.

Angel went over to her and looked
her in the eyes before speaking to her. ‘It was the only way for him to find
out if we would show respect for a dead creature we knew nothing about.’

‘I know that, but what if all the
class were to touch it then they would lose all those students as wizards?’ She
was starting to relax a bit now but was still on edge as it showed in her
voice.

‘If we didn’t learn to respect
something we do not know anything about then we shouldn’t have magic, that is
what they would be thinking and looking for.’ Angel started to smile at her as
he finished.

‘I know but it was the shock of
finding out if I had touched it I would have lost the magic and that is
something I don’t even want to think about.’ She shuddered as she spoke of her
feelings about what could have happened.

‘Come on you passed for you held
back and that showed respect for something you did not understand. Now when you
come across anything that comes outside what you know you will treat with
caution and respect. Now come on lets see if we can’t find any spells that
might help us?’ He steered her over to the master books and got one down for
her.

They spent the afternoon in the
library learning what they could. They found spells for little things and they
were coming to the conclusion all the spells in the library were just for
little spells and nothing that was really dangerous.

There were some spells that let
you create the balls of fire and the fire bolts and little blots of energy but
there was nothing that you could use to fight or defend against a full grown
and powerful wizard.

‘We are going to have to try
harder there must be something in this library that will help us defeat the
Renegade?’ Medwin was starting to lose heart at not finding anything.

‘We can’t give up there has got
to be something in here for how does a full grown wizard get all their
dangerous and powerful spells. They must learn it from somewhere and that is
what we need to do, so come on we’re not giving up?’ Angel had determination on
his face as he thumped his fist into his hand.

Shylyn was sitting reading one of
the books when she called them over. ‘Look at this spell it is another small
one but there is a little notation just underneath it?’

‘What does it say, read it out
for us?’ Angel responded quickly so they could find out what she had found.

‘Ok here it is. With all spells
it is the individual wizard who is the one able to determine how powerful that
spell can be. For some wizards a spell like this one they would be able to make
it just this powerful and no more, where as other wizards could make it ten
times more powerful. It is that wizard’s individual power that will determine
how strong the spell will be. What is hard for one wizard is not for another,
but there would be other spells that this wizard could do more than another’s?’
She stopped at the end looking at the others.

Angel stood there thinking a
minute before speaking. ‘We as wizards should be able to increase the power of
a spell depending on our magic. So we’ve been looking at this the wrong way,
these spells in the library are basic spells, but the individual wizard must
determine how powerful he can get it.’

‘Then we must try to increase the
spells here to see how powerful we can make them, but we have an advantage over
other wizards for we have the strength of our dragons.’ Medwin looked with fire
in his eyes as he spoke, knowing that with their dragons magic blending in with
theirs, the spell could be far more powerful than any other wizard.

They all found a seat and sat as
they now had new thoughts to ponder, for if the book was right then with their
magic and the dragons’ magic helping theirs then the spells they create will be
very powerful indeed. With expressions of shock on their faces which had
drained of colour, they in theory could become the most powerful wizards there
ever were.

This was a very big shock to them
and Angel could see this as he looked at each of his friends faces. They will
need to be calmed so he could tell them they must first learn the spells. It
was not going to happen over night but it will happen, he could feel the magic
running in his system and could call it up at any time.

They were going to have to think
on this. ‘I think we had better go back to our room and talk about this. Here
and now is not the place or time as the shock we got in the class is still
having an effect on us. We need to sleep on this and come back to what we have
learned in the morning?’

They all got up and headed off
down to their rooms but found as they passed the meal hall the smells coming
from there made them feel hungry, and as they had not been able to eat lunch
they decided to stop and eat. Going into the hall they found it was crowded and
so thought they would take food to their room and eat there.

They all finished and got up
going to their rooms to sleep on what was going to be another change in their
life and this one would out do the others if what they read was right. Angel
lay on his bed thinking. His life has changed so much in such a short time it’s
just about too much to take in.

With the power if it comes and he
knows deep down that he and his fiends are so different from the other wizards
and students. With what he and the others have learned then they will have to
learn to control what they show the others. Our spells are going to have to
look like any of the other students first time spells.

Then he remembers the spell they
did with Gavrie the other day and the thunderbolts they sent into the sea.
Gavrie’s one did not reach where we sent ours. What did he think when that
happened, Angel cringed a little as he wandered about it.

He would have to talk to the
others in the morning about his thoughts and what they might do about it. With
having their dragons join them in class that day, they never knew how strong
the spell would be and then they controlled it a little without realizing it.

His thoughts were on what his
magic and Auras magic and how they can draw on each others and combine it to
make it stronger. Finely he managed to get off to sleep but his dreams were of
magic and the spells weaving around him. Waking with a start from the dreams he
found he was not going to get anymore sleep this night and went out to the
common room and sit by the fire and think.

Angel was there only about half
an hour when Medwin came in and not long after him Shylyn and Maive. They sat
by the fire and looked at each other, waiting for someone to speak, not wanting
to be the first. Finely Angel looked around and decided he would be first.

‘We have changed from that first
day we all meet, never even thinking anything like this could happen to us. The
really good part about this is our dragons and what they have given us, the joy
of being able to fly on a dragon. The deep friendship we have with them,
something I don’t ever want to lose.’ He looked at them seeing in their faces
his thoughts, there feelings being the same.

They looked at Angel and nodded,
thinking on what Angel said. Each one knowing what changes had been done when
they meet their dragons and would never give that up. The dragons were now part
of their lives, each looking deep into there selves seeing and feeling the joy
there now.

Angel gave them time with their
thoughts when Aura popped into his mind. ‘We feel what you all feel. Our lives
are never to be the same again for what you have given us is what has been
missing in our lives. Even when we were young we felt as if there was something
missing. But when you saved me and rode on my back and were in my mind, I
became whole.’

Angel felt the joy in Aura for
him and he felt his for her. There bond so strong only death could take it
away. He looked at the others and judging by the looks they have on their faces
their dragons are with them now as well. What happens here tonight is going to
have far reaching effects on themselves and all that are around them.

‘We must now talk about what we
have learned of the magic we now possess. I think we will find that without
combining our magic we by ourselves will have very strong magic. I think it has
something to do with clearing our magic paths and the way we do it.’ Again he
looked at each one and could feel they were thinking the same thing.

‘We know if it wasn’t for you
Angel we would never have a dragon and our lives would not be whole. You
brought us together and I think it has come at a time when we are going to be
needed. If you had not developed magic and been up in those mountains that day
we would not be here.’ Medwin looked at Angel and the others and they could see
on his face the gratitude for what he now has.

Contents

 

 

Next Attack

 

The girls nodded their heads as
Angel could see tears trickling down their faces. To emotional to talk and from
what Angel was getting from Aura their dragons were doing the same. They didn’t
speak for a time and just let things settle down before they carried on.

‘I don’t think it was me, this
was planed long before we were born, by who I don’t know. My father, who my
mother has never told me, who he was, he had been the greatest wizard here in
centuries. That’s why I have magic in me strong magic and I have the strength
of my mother to add to it. She is the only Dragon Rider to have a Black Dragon
and you have to be very strong in mind and body to control a black and have him
respect you. It is unheard of for a Dragon Rider and a Wizard to mate, but it
happened to my mother and father. Fate destiny call it what you will, something
has a plain for us.’ He sat down as he was getting tired with all these strong
feelings going around.

Shylyn could see his eyes were a
little moist; she had a feeling she knew why. ‘You have never told us about
your father, we just thought he was a Dragon Rider. We would never have thought
he was a wizard, we didn’t know how to ask about him?’

‘He has been missing now for
twelve years I have listened to my mother talk about the wizard she use to
carry. At times when other Dragon Riders come, they get to talking and it comes
back to the day my mother and the wizard were attacked. She never knew I
listened to them talking.’ The tears were now running down his face as for the
first time he has talked about who his father was. ‘When she would never tell
anyone who my father was I started to suspect he might be my father, seeing as
how Wizards and Dragon Riders are never together that way.’

They never said anything as Angel
sat there wiping the tears that were now flowing freely down his face. This
night was one for releasing feelings long held in check. Angel yawned and they
all looked at each other and decided they would go back to bed. They would talk
more tomorrow on controlling their magic.

It didn’t take them long to get
back to sleep and they slept solid till the tower bell rang out in warning.
They had only heard the bell late the other day when they were attacked and
this time it was being rung so hard and loud that anyone standing underneath it
would have ringing ears for days.

They were quickly out of their
bed and dressed and down stairs as fast as their legs would carry them. Getting
to the doors leading out to the deck they find Gavrie sending the students to
their positions.

When the four come up to Gavrie
he points them to the cave where they have to load the spell into the Dragon
Lances. They want to fight but Gavrie does not want them involved yet. They are
told they are too young yet for this job, and they have not learnt enough magic
yet to be able to defend themselves.

They head off to the cave at a
run not very happy at missing out on the fight. At the back of the cave they
find the other first year students already getting lances ready. The lances are
for when there are two many to close to everyone else around, as it becomes
very dangerous to use some of the spells in close quarters.

One of the other teachers comes
in to speak with the wizard in control of the lances. The wizards have turns at
certain duties and this was one of them. He tells the wizard this attack is
going to be worst than the last for there are double the amount that were here
the last time.

The wizards look at the students
and tells them they will have to load the lances very quickly as the wizards
will not be able to use their spells very long before it becomes close quarter
fighting.

The students go to a room at the
back where there are racks of lances standing in them. All the students start
to grab lances and take them out to the tables outside where other students
start to cast the spells that will make them in balls of fire firing weapons.
There are also thunderbolt lances to use as well.

Angel and his friends start
casting the spells that will fire ten balls of fire or ten bolts of lighting.
They could hear a noise as they prepare the lances, it sounded like hundreds of
little wings flapping. The sound was a droning noise and getting louder all the
time.

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