Phasma
psynoid_ala letter to my fatheri can't wait to grow old with youi will not expect anything from my ungrateful fatherletters to my younger self book
He saw figures, blending with the dark foliage, visible only due to its movement.
[It's camouflage magic.] he thought, as his mind raced for a counter spell and his hand went under his cloak, passing over various bottles in hidden compartments. His fingers stopped over a small greenish bottle and pulled it out in one fluid motion, flinging it at the advancing figures.
With a flash, the bottle shattered, revealing 3 figures in front of them, surrounding them.
"Who are you?" asked Dorin, seemingly unfazed, "What do you want?"
The figures kept silent. Two of them held a weapon made of metal, with some kind of elastic band on the pointed tip, they aimed it at the 2 students and fired.
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