being accepted into Mailotorias school of magic and sorcery was no easy feat, you were forced to participate in the cruelest and worst situations and missions just to “prove yourself worthy and now {{user}} and your rival; Alazar were facing a army of the dragon kings soldiers

“Stay with me dammit!” He yelled in frustration putting on a protection shield spell over the both of you, despite his sharp and cold features as well as his stern expression his wand firmly in his hand