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the shadows to stand in the middle of the gallery, his right hand lit up in a ball of flame. Too bad she didn’t smell him this time; she wouldn’t have been so foolish as to get caught.
“You’ve been a thorn in my side since day one.” He said as he stepped closer.
“Yeah, I’ve heard that a lot.” She replied swallowing hard. “So, what’s so important that you would risk being thrown out of the academy for stealing?”
“What do I care about this academy?” He asked. “It’s nowhere near as good as they made it out to be, not if they let people like you in.”
“You must care something about it; you tried three times to get in.” She replied.
She looked to the main entrance, it was a good distance away and the closed door would hinder her escape. The only other option was deeper into the great hall where she would be able to get out through the back entrance. She could make a run for it but her success would depend a lot on Eric’s edge. He could manipulate fire, but could he throw it. If he could hurl balls of fire, which looked very likely, she was toast.
“I should have ended this a long time ago.” Eric smiled as he pulled back his arm.
“Who’s down there?”
Saved by a voice from above.
Eric quickly doused his flame and Kile took advantage of the sudden darkness to make for the exit that lay deeper in the great hall. She hadn’t gotten far as Eric grabbed her by the arm. She quickly spun around but couldn’t break his grip.
“Is someone down there?” Master Adams called out, his voice was getting closer.
Eric looked at Kile then at the staircase above them; she could tell he was trying to decide what to do next. His grip on her arm tightened as he pulled her closer.
“Neither one of us was here.” He said in a harsh whisper and then suddenly released her. He didn’t wait around to see what she would do next, he ran toward the corridor that lead deeper into the Great Hall, disappearing into the darkness.
Kile was left standing alone in the middle of the gallery. It wouldn’t do for her to be caught here after dark, there were some that were still looking for an excuse to kick her out, and something like this was all they would need. She heard Master Adam’s footsteps on the stairs just above her. She couldn’t make it to the door without him seeing her, her only choice was to follow Eric and hope that she didn’t run into him again. Taking the corridor deeper into the Great Hall, she follows it through to the back doors and back out into the compound.
She had to tell someone what she had seen, tell someone what Eric tried to do, but he never succeeded in doing it, so what proof did she have. It would be her word against his, and let’s face it; her word didn’t go as far as his. A farmer’s daughter couldn’t very well accuse the son of a Lord of stealing, but he, on the other hand, could accuse her. Neither one of us was here he told her, maybe that was what he had in mind, maybe Master Boraro was right all along, a hunter should have some social standing in order to be effective.
It was the first full day back to the routine of the academy life since the crossbow incident over a month ago and Kile was starting to look back fondly on those long boring summer days. She was up before the sun and was even out on the field before Master West, who was recovering nicely, rang the morning bell. Now, as a second year cadet, she took her new place in the lineup and waited for the crowd to gather. A new group of third year cadets ran the morning procedures, but having gone through them for two years, they had no problems with their new responsibilities. It wouldn’t be long before the third years all chose their chores for the coming term and then the second years would be required to pick from what was left. Kile had no idea what she wanted to do, and given the number of third year cadets left, she would have a fair amount of chores to choose from. Their numbers seem to
“You’ve been a thorn in my side since day one.” He said as he stepped closer.
“Yeah, I’ve heard that a lot.” She replied swallowing hard. “So, what’s so important that you would risk being thrown out of the academy for stealing?”
“What do I care about this academy?” He asked. “It’s nowhere near as good as they made it out to be, not if they let people like you in.”
“You must care something about it; you tried three times to get in.” She replied.
She looked to the main entrance, it was a good distance away and the closed door would hinder her escape. The only other option was deeper into the great hall where she would be able to get out through the back entrance. She could make a run for it but her success would depend a lot on Eric’s edge. He could manipulate fire, but could he throw it. If he could hurl balls of fire, which looked very likely, she was toast.
“I should have ended this a long time ago.” Eric smiled as he pulled back his arm.
“Who’s down there?”
Saved by a voice from above.
Eric quickly doused his flame and Kile took advantage of the sudden darkness to make for the exit that lay deeper in the great hall. She hadn’t gotten far as Eric grabbed her by the arm. She quickly spun around but couldn’t break his grip.
“Is someone down there?” Master Adams called out, his voice was getting closer.
Eric looked at Kile then at the staircase above them; she could tell he was trying to decide what to do next. His grip on her arm tightened as he pulled her closer.
“Neither one of us was here.” He said in a harsh whisper and then suddenly released her. He didn’t wait around to see what she would do next, he ran toward the corridor that lead deeper into the Great Hall, disappearing into the darkness.
Kile was left standing alone in the middle of the gallery. It wouldn’t do for her to be caught here after dark, there were some that were still looking for an excuse to kick her out, and something like this was all they would need. She heard Master Adam’s footsteps on the stairs just above her. She couldn’t make it to the door without him seeing her, her only choice was to follow Eric and hope that she didn’t run into him again. Taking the corridor deeper into the Great Hall, she follows it through to the back doors and back out into the compound.
She had to tell someone what she had seen, tell someone what Eric tried to do, but he never succeeded in doing it, so what proof did she have. It would be her word against his, and let’s face it; her word didn’t go as far as his. A farmer’s daughter couldn’t very well accuse the son of a Lord of stealing, but he, on the other hand, could accuse her. Neither one of us was here he told her, maybe that was what he had in mind, maybe Master Boraro was right all along, a hunter should have some social standing in order to be effective.
It was the first full day back to the routine of the academy life since the crossbow incident over a month ago and Kile was starting to look back fondly on those long boring summer days. She was up before the sun and was even out on the field before Master West, who was recovering nicely, rang the morning bell. Now, as a second year cadet, she took her new place in the lineup and waited for the crowd to gather. A new group of third year cadets ran the morning procedures, but having gone through them for two years, they had no problems with their new responsibilities. It wouldn’t be long before the third years all chose their chores for the coming term and then the second years would be required to pick from what was left. Kile had no idea what she wanted to do, and given the number of third year cadets left, she would have a fair amount of chores to choose from. Their numbers seem to
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