《Loch》


 Chapter 1

    I hum quietly to myself as the night passes. It is a clear night, with a full moon out. I take a sip of my wine, there is a hint of sweetness from the blackberries used. I can almost make out my reflection in the glass, my midnight black hair swept to the side with the sides shaved, very much in an officer¡¯s fashion. My dark eye and perfectly curved nose make quite the dashing sight. I chuckle to myself at the vain thoughts, my mind tends to wander when bored. I was tasked to watch the right flank of the army while it moves to make a dawn attack on the demon¡¯s main beachhead. ¡°Couldn¡¯t they have left someone where with me¡± I thought. In that hour or two before dawn when the night is darkest is when orcs come. Apparently, we aren¡¯t the only ones planning a dawn offensive. I wonder if this is the main flanking element, they only have a little over a company¡¯s worth of orcs marching towards me.


    The orcs march until they are about 50 meters from me. ¡°Turn back and you may still live¡± I yell in orc tongue. This only seems to rile them up more, ¡°dumb brutes¡± I think ¡°don¡¯t know when someone is trying to do you a favor¡±. I active my magic programs, and sit back and watch the carnage. The program I activated uses my mana to gather surrounding pebbles to send at my enemy¡¯s weak points, the pebbles are launched at just below the speed of sound so they don¡¯t break before impact. I could have the pebbles be magically reinforced, but that¡¯s just too much mana to use on pebble. After about half the orcs are dead, there is a commotion coming from the back, a particularly large orc nearly 12¡¯ pushes his way to the front, and lets out a loud war cry. My pebbles seem ineffective against him, on closer look a mana barrier can be seen when the pebbles get close to the large orc. It seems a small change of plans is needed I¡¯ll have to use ¨C


    You might be reading a pirated copy. Look for the official release to support the author.I wake up from my dream; when dreams are just old memories I consider that dream to be a poor one. I could have been dreaming something new and exciting, not old and boring. I shut the magic alarm I programed off. ¡°I miss my maids, they know just the right way to wake me¡± I grumble. I swing out of bed and start getting ready for the first day of the school year. Putting on my nice robes, and making a fine breakfast of eggs and black coffee. ¡°I¡¯ve heard there is supposed to be a temporal mage starting this year, that will be cool¡± I think as I get ready. ¡°The school has been too long absent a temporal mage, plus his class is after one of mine so I can sit in every once and a while¡± I laugh.