45 The Mage Tower (1/2)

As I reached the door I heard the voice of the sword spirit in my head.

”You are not going to leave me in this carriage are you?”

Turning around again, I saw the sword hidden away into a side compartment, obviously someone had gotten it for me and moved it here.

'I am glad someone moved this for me, if they didn't I probalb;y would have ended up leaving it back at the rangers training area.'

Once I had the sword, I turned around and left the carriage. Once I was outside of it on the cobelled ground, I was gobsmacked. All I could see was a massive tower, leading up into the sky. It had multiple different colours. Some of these were black , white, silver, bronze and there were so many more. I couldn't even see the top of the tower as it passed through the clouds and continued to rise up.

Around the tower though, it wasn't empty. It was far from it. There were tens of massive halls, each looking completely different. Coming in and out of them were hundreds if not thousands of people all in the mages robes. Surrounding these halls, were multiple smaller buildings, these all looked similar but each one had a small difference.

Not only that there were lots of open spaced area's, some of which were covered in greeny and seemed really peaceful others seemed barren and plain. But on them I could see people casting spell after spell, each one dealing lots of damage to the ground before the ground healed itself.I then heard the sound of a voie coughing behind me. I quickly turned around, surprised that I didn't even notice the presence of the person being there.

The person in question was Lars.

”Lars, is that you?”

The person I called Lars frowned for a second as he peered closer to my face, then he stepped back as his face lit up.

”Adoh, is that really you? I didn't recognise you at first. You look so different and that carriage is special to say the least. We can catch up later hopefully. I got to get you registered. So could you follow me.”

I followed him into one of the smaller buildings near to the gate. The gate itself seemed and looked ordinary, except for all of the runes carving all of it. This reminded me I was in a different world now. Not the world of the army, but the world of magic, the world of the mages. Around the gate were knights. They were covered head to toe in heavy plate armour, all of them were using short swords and shields. The only way to differentiate them were the different coloured plumes coming out of the top of their helmets.

After entering the building for my registration. I noticed loads of different tools around the room, each one was emitting runes almost as if the runes were constantly activating and being drawn into the air, like I had seen the old man do, when he opened up the hidden passageway. Walking up to the desk, Lars greeted the mage who was behind the desk. The mage looked at me after him and Lars had finished speaking.

”I am Master Zohaifa, the master of the element of lightning. You can just call me Zohaifa.”