The Power of Mages

I knew what a mage was. I understood their power and knew King Detry used them to hunt wolves.

But I’d had no idea what it’d really look like when they wielded there magic. Not until the moment I unleashed Hawk and Magus on this camp.

It was chaos.

They were a nightmare of magic.

In a way I thought us changing form was a type of magic. But in comparison to what I witnessed now...

It’s nothing.

The duo were running through the camp. Tossing bodies from their path with a flick of their hand. Muttering words under their breath which sent bodies into the air in a flurry of motion.

Standing back near the trees was the pretty blonde who seemed to be watching nervously. Her gaze flicking to watch the destruction but seeming unsure about rushing in.

Though she hasn’t fled.

That’s something.

I used a long, curved dagger Magus had collected off the first wolf he saw and promptly