Chapter 4 - Team Effort

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It was the next day. With two hands up, a gentle breeze fluttered the fabric of Eldrian's clothes as well as his short brown hair, caused by the stirring magical forces conjured up by the focus of his mind. Faint black ribbons moved up his arms to dance around his fingertips, and a swirling sphere of chaotic power eventually formed between his grasp. It blasted outwards like a cannon ball and exploded with crackling destructive force against the wall of the cave, leaving a small crater behind. Shadow Ball!

Deena clapped her hands, though it didn't sound overly enthusiastic. She moved up her own hands, and took a stance of strategic movements involving every last part of her form.

"That was good, but it's more like this," she said.

"I've barely dabbled in dark magic yet. I've mostly been focusing on practical spells, illusions, and elemental attacks. This is really powerful, though."

"Yes. A concentrated amount of dark magic is destructive, because it's chaotic. The power is hard to contain, so it explodes outwards as soon as it can." She let out a quiet sigh. "But your magical skills are pretty impressive, I guess."

Eldrian smiled bright and snickered. "Thanks! Does that mean you'll get rid of that voodoo doll now?"

"No."

"It was worth a shot."

"I wonder how your friend Kevin is doing. Lucy seemed confident that he could still help, but I'm uncertain. He's just an ordinary boy, not a wizard."

"If he wants to help, I think he deserves to try."

"Perhaps. If he dies, however, it'll be on those who encouraged it."

"I know." He pressed his lips together, pausing for a moment. "That's why I want to practice my spellcasting. If you can't use power to protect things, then what's the point?"

"That sounds incredibly cheesy, but... I respect your attitude. Even though it sounds like you're reading from a children's book. You still need to live rationally, somewhat."

"Well, why do you practice magic then, Deena?"

"That's none of your business, but I simply want to grow in power. Then I can destroy anybody who dares to hurt me."

"And you called me cheesy," he whispered under his breath.

"Where did I put that voodoo doll?" she asked as she slowly stared her piercing red gaze towards his eyes.

"Hey!" Eldrian announced with a nervous chuckle as he tried to change the topic. "Let's go give Kevin a call and see how he's doing with Lucy, huh?"

He hustled from the large expanse and back into the living room with the witch following shortly behind him. From his pocket he pulled his phone, and he tapped a few times with a finger to call up his companion. It rang.

"Hi, Eldrian," said Kevin's voice from the other side.

"Hello! How's it going? Ready to meet up and talk about tomorrow?"

"Yeah, actually. Lucy was just chatting to me about the Demon World and stuff. It's pretty cool here. I'm ready to come back whenever. She had business to take care of."

The wizard slid together his hands as he stepped casually up to the wall. Where there wasn't one before, there was now a mahogany door present in the stone, and he twisted the knob to pull it open. On the other side was a fiendish sight of gigantic black stalagmites and flying winged beasts. Upon a seat was Kevin O'Brien, the orange-haired boy, and he was on his own.

"All right. C'mon," said Eldrian, hanging up the call.

"Huh? Ah!" shouted Kevin. "Your doors freak me out."

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