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Prologue Excerpt #2

Aurora joined the front line of teachers launching fire directly into the enemy ranks. She summoned a vicious gale that picked up several soldiers and slammed them back. An explosion of color filled the morning sky as arrows and small boulders came crashing down onto the students in the rear. She summoned a gust of wind to try and redirect projectiles away from the innocents. Another volley of arrows soared over the east wall as Aurora created a wall of flame engulfing them, turning their arrows to ash. She turned over her shoulder to see one of her Dan’te’s Shape Shift into a massive white bear and bound toward the group of soldiers. Aurora broke from the teachers and ran for the east battlements. As she looked closer at the attackers she saw familiar magic and spells. They were being attacked by other Descendants among the soldiers. Her eyes burned with anger. The Sharnin are using Descendants to fight us? This gift of magic was designed to create peace, not war. She thought as she turned to run as the massive slab of earth collided with the ground next to her, knocking her off balance.

Prologue Excerpt - Harmonies of War

"A beautiful woman emerged on the open balcony. Her red hair waved long down her back atop her white Apprentice robes. Aurora dusted them off carefully, and as she looked down at herself she could help but think that she would miss them. Her white robes soon to be traded in for the dark blue robes of a professor, a Dan’te. Today she was sparring. She would face off against several Dan’tes for the first time to prove her readiness to teach. She walked down the hallway passing a beautiful little finch who set off into the sky at her presence. At that exact moment, her eyes lit up a bright silvery blue and her vision began to shake violently. Her Seer’s Inking that curled over her left eye and down her nose moved ever so slightly. It was as if the whole world was being shaken by some kind giant. She collapsed to the ground realizing the issue was not her vision shaking, but the Academy itself. The light in her eyes extinguished as another vicious shake brought down a section of the courtyard wall. She looked to the sky and could see the protective wards that surrounded the Academy walls begin to light up brilliant shades of violet. The Achlese Academy was under attack."