If you haven’t read the prologue yet, then here is a link to that.
CHAPTER 1
Wizardly Willow had seen its share of catastrophes , but during the past few centuries after the previous Primus stepped down and his son took over, the wreckage caused by the latter has been unlike anything else. Houses burnt down, children kidnapped, the men and women killed as a result the old ones were slowly consumed by death, with no one to tend to their care.
Standing in the field near the Western Gate, where he usually practised magic using his wand he kept on staring at the red and orange glow in the sky, which meant there would be good news for them in the near future. Which means he must have found her. He then focus his energy into giving this message to the elders. They must have seen the prediction too yet as their Primus it was his duty to let everyone know.
Now that he passed on the information , next he could focus on creating the spell he wanted to for a long time, for this he couldn’t use his wand. Wizards were most powerful with their wands, care handed magic was only meant for the Primus. He placed his wand back on the groove in his trousers, placed his left hand on his chest and his right hand was raised parallel to the ground, spreading all his fingers, he began muttering the spell he heard two centuries back from his father. The withered leaves slowly began drifting, dust and soil lifted off the ground and gradually started taking the shape of a cyclone.
Just then he heard a shriek behind him, and with his focus lost things turned back to normal again. His gray eyes turned red with anger. “Why are you here now? ” he hissed coldly.
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