A World Of Decree: And The Seven Laws

Rina woke up in the medical department an hour later with her friends by her side. It took her a minute to recap what happened, realizing she was luckily unscathed physically and mentally.

One of the staff dressed in a white luxurious suit walked up to her bed with a clipboard of her information. His voice seemed odd, almost as if he was further away than he was, "Rina Ambrose, you suffered a mild form of psychiatric shock due to negligent use of your abilities. You are currently fully functional and may take your leave as you please. However, I will mention you should avoid doing such reckless actions in the future."

Calvin stepped forward and raised his hand, "That would be on me. Please refrain from punishing Ms. Ambrose here, it was my fault."

"Punishment is not necessary." The man said. "The only thing I ask is for you to leave," He gestured to the remaining occupied beds in the room, "As you can see. We have much more important matters to attend to. This curse is spreading like wildfire through the Academy."

"Right. Apologies." Calvin bowed, turning to Rina. "Can you stand?"

Rina hopped on the floor feeling perfectly normal, giving Calvin the answer he needed. He looked at the rest of his guild members seriously, "My office. Let's go."

Upstairs, everyone gathered around Calvin's desk like usual, ready for an explanation. The room felt small with everyone cramped around the desk, but Calvin remained his composure and professionalism as a professor.

"Before we begin, I want to congratulate everyone for doing so well today. We will meet everyday at 8:30pm in the same arena." Calvin said as he gestured for everyone to take a seat and give him space. "Rina!" His voice got louder, dragging the attention onto her. "I do have to apologize. When I said to use advanced spells when your at your b.a.r.e minimum, I didn't truly consider how much any of you knew. Meaning… How do you know that spell? Rina."

Rina gulped, looking slightly nervous as her face flushed, "I don't know… It came to me in a dream once… It was the first time I actually tried to use it."

Calvin clasped his hands over his chin on the desk, "Bermuda is the same spell Violet used to kill Azimore. A spell that nearly cost her her own life."

Rina froze for a moment, shaken from what she just heard. Her c.h.e.s.t tightened, and her breaths became sharp and distant. "I-I didn't know."

Laena walked over and put her arm around Rina's shoulder. "It's okay. Everythings gonna be okay."

Calvin tried to make a more welcoming face, only partially succeeding in doing so, "Rina, I'm not punishing you. I'm proud of you. I just want you to be careful. Some spells have a lot more consequences than hopeful outcomes."

Rina nodded with a dim grin, thanking Laena and Calvin for their reassurance.

However, a sudden knock on Calvin's door broke the warm silence that settled in the office. The knock was firm, sharp, and self aware there were others behind the door.

"COME IN!" Calvin yelled to the outsider.

The door swung open, and the red-haired smirking Alastor made his entrance. "My, My. I wasn't made aware you had visitors, professor Pride." He raised an eyebrow.

"It's no worries." Calvin stood up from his chair. "Anything you can tell me, you can tell them."

Alastor's grin grew deeply, "Hmmmm. Very well." He reached into his dark robes and pulled out a small, curved blue scale that Calvin had given him from before. "I analyzed this." He threw it to Calvin, "Turns out Oryx is under Osiris' command curse. His hideout lies within the valleys of the Mountains." His face kept the smirk, but his mind plotted his words more cautiously.

"Wait what?!" Paris suddenly became more intrigued in the subject, "Are you saying you know where the dragon is."

Alastor glared at her slowly, almost analyzing her before giving his answer, "My. What a curious little girl you are."

Paris would usually talk balk, but Alastor's seniority and creepiness kept her mouth shut.

Calvin stored the scale in a sealed drawer within his desk, "Thank you for your help. We'll discuss this later. As for now, you're all dismissed. I'll see you tomorrow night for your training."

Everyone left except for Calvin and Alastor.

"Training you say?" Alastor questioned.

"Just something I want them to learn. Those kids are a walking magnet for trouble since the whole incident from last year."

"I see," Alastor dropped his smirk, "Please feel free to let me know if you ever need any help."

Calvin looked at him, puzzled, "Will do. Professor Hellsgate."

Alastor walked out, and prepared to leave school grounds as soon as he could.

Deep within the valleys, Osiris' massive stone cube was finally complete, but his plan wasn't. Alastor arrived in the valley as the sun spilled over the horizon like rivers of pale water. The air was cold, but unworthy of multiple layers of clothing for warmth.

Osiris locked eyes with Alastor as he approached, "I intend to hear good news Alastor. Nothing less." His voice was powerful, much more engaging than before. His baldness was the only thing that remained after his slow transformations. His face was clean, unmarked by any wrinkles or blemishes.

"Good news is all I bring…" Alastor smirked and bowed, "The Laws are completely unaware of your power and growth. They fear you. With Oryx and your followers there should be no problem killing them."

Osiris attempted a chuckle, but only mustered a complimentary cough, "The problem isn't the Laws, it's that damn school. Princewood locks them in, like birds in a cage. All I need is a few more weeks. I need stronger followers, more time, and they will rot away along with Princewood."

"To think Princewood was my home once. To think I trusted Selvis… Enough. I have no time for stories." Osiris turned to a large stone door behind him, opening it with a slight wave.

Two men walked out, both dressed in tight symmetrical robes, dark boots, and blank expressions. Their faces seemed pure, free of all insecurities and assets that might set them aside from others. Their eyes, however, were stained with a yellowish tint, with no pupil inside it.

The man on the left was average in height, bald, but still looked old despite the lack of facial deviations. The man on the right was taller, younger, and had a head full of perfectly smooth blonde hair. They bowed as they entered, remaining immaculately still afterwards.

Alastor looked over at them, raising an eyebrow as he studied the bald man, "Isn't that the-"

Osiris cut him off, "Yes. That is Daxal Moore, One of the bureau's oldest members, now at my command."

"Bravo!" Alastored clapped, "Only you, have such miraculous talents, my lord."

Osiris turned back around, sending them off. "Just a few weeks. That's all I need."

A few days have passed since the first day of training with Calvin. He demanded harder tasks, difficult concentration patterns, and complex timings of certain spells. However, his training was paying off, and every day their power levels rose even higher than before.

After the training session in the Arena, Alastor entered to greet everyone firmly. "Hello everyone!"

A few waves returned in his favor, but most of the group just looked at him oddly. Calvin on the other hand, looked awkwardly suspicious. "Professor Hellsgate, what brings you into the Arena at this late hour?"

"My My," He smirked, "I could ask you the same thing Professor Pride. Teaching young students at this late hour, on a sunday?"

Calvin didn't have a response, knowing that teaching at this hour was forbidden, especially when it involved things that aren't normally taught throughout the Academy. "What do you need." He said with a serious look.

"I just wanted a word with your students here. Privately." He glanced at everyone staring at him.

Calvin sighed, "Alright." He turned around, "Everyone! You know where to meet tomorrow. Goodnight." He walked off towards the rift, disappearing into thin air.

Alastor slowly danced his eyes around the 7 students standing in front of him before he spoke. "The seven Laws. Alive in the flesh." He exaggerated the last word of his sentence, making it seem more ominous than it should. "I have a proposal for you."

"What is it?" Rina said bravely.

"Who here wants to kill a dragon?"