hellknight

A servant of the layos, knocked on the Raskove's door, the servant clearly heard a loud bang inside the room, he entered without permission and looked inside, smoke and dust roamed inside the room, "Master?" he called out and he peeked inside. Raskove coughed loudly as he got up from the ground, almost covered in smoke, "Master are you still learning that God-forsaken trick again?" the polited servant asked as he walked over to the window's and opened them so the smoke could air out.

"Well Zuri, it was your idea for me to learn the trick in the first place, ever since we went to the festival fair, and it is pretty obvious that this was your doing." he smiled as he pointed a finger towards Zuri, he patted himself down from head to toe, "Master I do say that you have several guest, waiting in the lounge." Raskove walks over to his small desk of magic scrolls and potions, "That's great Zuri, just give me a couple of minutes to straighten myself up." Zuri scoffed, "More like couple hours Master." Raskove turned around quickly, "What?!" he yelled out, "I'll inform your guests Master." Zuri covered his mockery, trying to make it sound familiar, "Oh well then I'll be down shortly."

Zuri bowed politely "Yes Master." he turned around and exited the chamber, Raskove was looking over each scroll of sorcery, "Now I wonder if I could get it right this time," he said quietly looking over each note, he read each line carefully and made each expection. He quickly read each and every scroll, "Okay, lets see if I could do it this time!" he said with a cheerfull expression, he got up from the small desk and walked over to the center of the room chamber. He extended his arm reach to the high ceiling.

Waving his arms in a counter-clockwise, his hands formed a small fire, controlling the flame. He continued until he can create a spiral form, but each time he attempts this part, something always explodes in his face, he could feel it in his hands, the small fire ball exploded again in the chamber, fogging the room with smoke and dust, Raskove himself layed on the floor, again covered in smoke chalk. He coughed a little bit, "Maybe I have to see who my guests are." he said quietly as he layed on his back.

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