The Accidental Bloodmage

startling me from my confident stride. "Hold it right there!"

qualified enough to confideently stop me? Who woul

r faces marked a mix of amazement and what looked like relieve, and the

angular, sharp features matched the intensity of his eyes, which appeared to cut through my otherw

types of innumerable fantasy games I had written as a programmer and even the gam

ug. " Me?" I questioned, arching a pretend surprise

even vague irritation at being disrespected. It never pays

of your class here," he answered, his voice edged with a little bit of steel. "So no, I was absolu

cking my skin begged questions. Has my reputation already permeated this distance? Exi

That... thing," he remarked, disdain tinging his voice. "It's

the officer's comments seemed to set off an aggressive spark within its crumbling skull. It exte

quickly ands with relative ease. He quickly parried with his blade and blocked the attack of the thrall and

with a mix of fascination and nervousness. Only the thrall's ragged breathing broke t

pouring like pressure down upon the undead monster. With a cautious step back

d trying to clear my sight, I blinked. No, I was not seeing th

discomfort slink down my spine. Much s

thrall. "Stand down." I could feel the feedback between us, the master-slav

ween me and the official. Then it sank to the ground,

hoose quite interesting servants, Mage," he remarked. "Bu

am still learning," I said, my voice measured precisely. "But I guarantee you

ebrows and s

ime he tried to attack this

his face. "See that you don't," he advised. "For y

t him pass," he gave the directive. "But pay great atten

I was frustrated yet also relieved. Though I had just avoid

d to settle in my gut and I'm not r

ackdrop of the light. I vowed, my hands tightly closing, I would work to get stronger. I

ow hard c

wing faithfully after me. The game had only started, and the stakes in it

ve it any othe