Chapter 219

  Three Years From Now.

  Garr.

  Maldoria, Sentient Academy Of Magic.

  "Chambre Chetum Reloverst." I chanted and snapped my fingers. Immediately, I and any students were no longer in the classroom.

  We were in a vast land of sand and nothing else.

  "You need to concentrate while doing this," I said, facing the students, most of whom were looking around.

  "I created this spatial illusion because a small mistake by any of you can cause a cataclysmic reaction and we don't want to take down the whole academy," I said with a smile.

  "Yes Rob?" I said as one of the students raised up his hand.

  "You talked about protecting the academy, but won't the reaction affect us here??" Rob asked and I nodded.

  "Good question." I nodded again.

  "Yes, the reaction is going to kill all of us," I said and everyone began to murmur among themselves.

  "BUTTTT....." I said and they all went quiet.