Chapter 11: A search
The power that flowed in him left him trembling. Before, he had the power to the sun. That was what his Draconic core contained but now?
"Interesting. My new affinity merged with other one," Kaedros mused. "Are there two types of sun?"
He eyed his core again with his mental energy and he almost flinched. The core was now a baleful ball of rolling energy that twisted into each other.
Unlike his previous sun, there was nothing gentle and warm about it. The new sun looked resentful and full of oppressive aura.
Before he knew what was happening, Kaedros standing alone in the middle of the choosing circle once again almost as if what he witnessed was a dream.
"You sure took your time," the attendant muttered, barely opening his eyes.
Kaedros shrugged and stepped out of the circle, heading over to lean against a nearby chair beside Drakar.
"So, you got mage, huh?" Drakar’s eyes were hard.
Mages always acted like they were something special, but when it came to real combat, they relied on warriors to protect them long enough to cast anything useful. Not many people like Ascendants that are mages.
"Is that a problem?" Kaedros asked flatly, his eyes narrowed, the blue in them ready to melt away to reveal the golden red beneath.
Drakar stood and walked up to him, his aura like sharp daggers. "No problem. Just don’t go thinking you’re hot stuff now that you’ve got a fancy class."
"Why?" Kaedros tilted his head. Why was this man suddenly acting hostile?