SerafinaF

Forever the shame of the magik academy. In a world where the supernatural flow of magik is as common as the air to breathe, she is talentless and hopelessly lacking in ability---that is until a Demon’s ancient text falls into her hands.

With the aid of a strange group of friends, they venture out attempting to decipher its contents.

Before they realize it, the world as they know it has begun to suffer from demonic assaults with death as the only release from the chaos. 

It’s a race against the clock and the sands of time are running out.

Can they decipher the forbidden secrets in time or will they be doomed to join the immortal army of perdition in the afterlife?

The Disabled Mage at the Topaz Academy of Magikal Arts

Erick touched a fist to his heart in respect.  "I had heard about that herculean effort you three took to detach Topaz from Ashrya and I want to be one of the first to say, THANK YOU for your service to our empire and to our species!"

He reached out and touched my face.  "And I see the damage cost of that attempt."

My lips compressed into a thin line.

I had not bothered to reapply any of the makeup that would hide to some degree, the horrible damage that was still visible on one side of my face.

Although I still looked like a mess, the pain was not as bad as the bruises made them out to be.  The headaches had lessened to the point where Vera's pain killers took care of the worst of the stabbing pain to my skull.

"Who told you about our detachment work?"

"My mother."  I said without emotion.

"She is actually very proud of you.  She called you her little Warrior Princess."

Lessons on Necromancy