Ancient Magic

Just as Nicholas' attack was about to hit Marcus, it suddenly disappeared into thin air, confusing everyone.

"I am not like you Marcus, I am not like our brothers, waste disgusts me." Nicholas declared as he signaled for the Corporali soldiers to lower their bows.

They hesitated for a moment, but in the end they trusted their prince and lowered their bows,

"I don't want our people to suffer because we need to kill each other for the crown." Nicholas told Marcus who was sneering at him. "Only three more need to die Marcus, you decide when it is your turn."

"You are so confident that you will be king, brother." Marcus chuckled. "Attack!" He commanded his men.

Not all the Cibus mages attacked as Marcus commanded, many were hesitant because of what Nicholas had said, only three needed to die.

The Corporali Mages on the other hand were caught off guard by the onslaught of vines and trees shooting towards them.

They raised their bows but they were not fast enough.