*image chapter_5.png

As your body lay still on the floor, you could hear the carnage of a magic battle occuring before you. You strained to lift your head from the ground, and you turned to look at the fight.

Morgana waved her hands once again, and blades of flame materialized in the air and dashed towards the masked figure. The masked man fired a beam of light from the red stones in his hands once again, and both attacks met each other with a fiery explosion.

As the battle continued, you realized that Morgana was struggling against the masked man. Her magic was useless against the weapon that the masked man possessed. 

Morgana must have realized the same thing because she spoke to the masked figure, "Masked man, leave this place! If you leave, I'll... negotiate my return with the Yarvulians."

You were surprised by her candid offer.

He remained pensive for a few moments before replying to her offer, "Interesting proposal, White Princess."

He continued, "However, I can't leave Anna here in Lahar. She needs to come with us, and she must be punished for betraying The Mistress."

Morgana spoke, "'The Mistress' was a horrible mother to me, and she would undoubtedly kill Anna. I only offer myself, no one else."

The masked man spoke, "I'm sorry, but orders are orders. I need you and Anna to come with me. Otherwise it's no deal."

*page_break

You were about to speak, but couldn't so much as whisper. The weapon the masked figure used on you is more crippling than you had imagined, and it became apparent that it would prevent your speech as well.

The masked figure turned to you, and was silent for a few seconds. He turned back to Morgana and said, "Actually, I'd rather take you, Anna, and this Laharian back to Yarvul. The Mistress told us that she required a new guinea pig for her project; one that would replace you, code name: White Princess."

He turned to face you and extended his palms. Your body slowly levitated off the ground, but he was stopped by Morgana's seething cry, "Don't touch ${mcpronoun}!"

She flung her arms out and sent vibration magic coursing through the concrete below. The masked figure's spell fizzled, and he levitated a large distance from the ground to avoid her attack.

Your body drifted downwards slowly, as soon as the spell vanished, and you were touching the cold streets again.

The masked figure spoke to Morgana, "You were Yarvul's crowning achievement! Why waste your talents and gift, Morgana? Come back obediently and become what you were meant to be: The perfect [b]weapon[/b]."

She snarled, "I am not some weapon for you to use!"

Her palms extended once more, and she sent a powerful shockwave through the air. This time, the masked man was knocked away, and he fell to the ground in a violent tumble.

He stood up slowly and regained his composure. He spoke again, "What a shame, I guess I'll have to knock you out cold before you come to your senses. So be it."

He lifted the red core from his palm and it shot towards Morgana. She dodged quickly and she began to sprint away from the masked figure. She looked back at you with a look of concern, but she continued without stopping. Soon she vanished from your vision.

"Running away? Fine! It'll make this chase more interesting!"

The masked figure chased after Morgana, and left you alone.

*page_break

You lifted your head from the ground to gaze back at Morgana and the masked figure, but your vision began to blur. Your hearing and sense of touch became duller as well, as time passed on.

The sounds of the battle seemed to become more and more distant. The explosions and the distinct noise of spellcrafting begin to fade further and further away from you.

It seemed as though the weapon used by the masked figure has left you entirely catatonic. A cloud eventually swept across your vision and hearing, and you were left nearly blind and deaf. The noise around your environment has been reduced to tinny and muffled disturbances, as a result of your weak senses.

*page_break

Beneath the muffled noises, you heard someone's voice.

"...p..."

"...Ge...p..."

"...${fname}..."

"...Get...up..${fname}..."

A familiar voice rang through your head.

You couldn't lift your head to see who it was, and your vision was too weak to discern the stranger.

Suddenly, you felt your body lifted from the ground by two hands. You layed still, unable to do anything.

The stranger was carrying you in their arms, and you felt your body shaking up and down as they ran.

*page_break

After a few minutes of traveling, the stranger layed you down on cold, bumpy cobblestones.

You heard a voice call out again, "...p...${fname}?"

You were still unable to make out what they were saying.

In a sudden instant, your vision was covered in a blue light.

You felt a warm sensation course through your body, and the cloud was lifted from your vision and hearing. Your environment became visible once again.

When the sensation left your body, you looked up at the stranger. It was none other than Anna.

She was smiling down at you with a look of relief, "Oh, thank goodness it worked. I was almost worried I had forgotten how to do that."

You looked at her right palm, which was the source of the blue light, and stared at it discerningly.

She noticed your stare and explained, "Don't worry. The effects of the Carbine Stone are negated by [i]flumen luxis[/i], it's advanced-level creation spellcraft."

"Flu-men look-sees?"

She nodded, "Yes, as unusual as it sounds, the weapon is incapable of permanently restraining you. The Carbine Stone works by clogging the mana in your body and interrupting your mental signals; which prevents you from spellcrafting, amongst other complications."

You nodded. You wanted to ask Anna a number of things, but considering your catatonic state a few moments ago, your mind wasn't able to form the words yet.

Anna studied you for a few moments. Then she spoke, "It looks like you're not quite up to speed yet. Here, this may help."

*page_break

Her hands retracted and the blue light faded.

Then she extended her palms towards you once again, this time using a familiar glow from healing magic. You felt your strength return, and your mind returned to its usual clarity. Judging by the potency of her magic, Anna was very skilled in spellcraft. You were almost surprised by how quickly she was able to heal you.

You were about to speak, but you were interrupted by Anna, "I'm sure you have many more questions, ${fname}, but right now we need to help Morgana."

You replied, "All right."

"Can you stand, ${fname}?"

You stood up slowly and warily. Your legs were still a bit shaky, but they were more than capable of running.

You replied, "Looks like it."

She spoke, "Good, let's go." 

*page_break You and Anna approach the fight

You both ran towards the direction where the masked figure and Morgana where headed. After a few minutes, you stopped to find Morgana lying on her knees some distance away. She was breathing heavily, and she was covered in soot and bruises.

You started to run towards her, but Anna stopped you, "He's still here, so don't do anything rash. Morgana will be fine as long as we keep the masked figure away from her."

You looked around you, trying to find the masked man.

Suddenly, you heard a deep voice speak to you from above, "Well, if it isn't the traitor herself."

Both of you looked up and saw the masked figure levitating high above you.

Anna seemed to have recognized his voice and replied, "Bertrand? Is that you?"

The masked man remained silent.

Anna continued, "You were so small when I first met you. It's a shame we have to meet again like this. We became such good friends in the laboratories."

He shook his head, "You are mistaken, I was only kind to you because of my ignorance. I didn't realize back then that you were merely brainwashing me to turn against Alexis."

Anna replied in a dejected tone, "No, in fact I did the opposite. I was driving you into her arms without realizing it. Had I known what Alexis had been doing then, maybe you wouldn't be standing there."

The masked figure hissed, "You have no right to criticize my choices, Anna! After you left Yarvul, The Mistress made life a living hell for the rest of us."

He descended and summoned the Carbine Stones to his palms. He spoke again, "This conversation is over! I have a duty to fulfill. It's not something you would be familiar with."

Anna looked at you, "Get ready, ${fname}."

*page_break

*temp injury 0
*temp attack 0
*temp chance 1
*temp harm "Unharmed"
*temp enemy "Unharmed"

Bertrand fired both Carbine Stones towards Anna. She lifted her palm, and the same blue light that healed you began to shine brightly. The crimson beams waned until they fizzled completely.

Bertrand watched with a shocked expression, "What! What is that? How is that possible?"

"I've known about that device, long before its completion. In fact, I was one of the first researchers who worked on it."

She looked at you, then she spoke with an impatient tone, "Now would be a good time to make a move, ${fname}."

You nodded to her, "Right!"

You stepped forward. Your hands became charged with mana.

*choice
  #I launched fireballs at Bertrand.
    *set conjuration  %+5
    *set attack +1
    Your fireballs made direct contact to Bertrand. He knelt down in pain (Conjuration increases).
    *goto battle1
  #I created a spear out of the concrete below me.
    *set creation  %+5
    *set attack +1
    Bertrand tried to block the spear with his hands. The spear smashes into his body in a violent crash. He knelt down in pain (Creation increases).
    *goto battle1
  #I gathered mana at my palms and launched missiles of mana at him.
    *set spellcraft  %+5
    *set attack +1
    The mana projectiles exploded around him. Bertrand wasn't able to counter it in time. He knelt down in pain (Spellcraft increases).
    *goto battle1
  #I dashed forward and propelled my body with magic. My fist extended towards Bertrand.
    *set swiftness %+4
    *set combat %+4
    *set attack +1
    Your fist dug itself into Bertrand's torso. He was knocked back violently and knelt down in pain (Swiftness and Combat increases).
    *goto battle1

*label battle1
*page_break

*if (attack = 1)
  *set enemy "Damaged, but Healthy"
  *goto battle2
*elseif (attack = 2)
  *set enemy "Damaged"
  *goto battle2
*elseif (attack = 3)
  *set enemy "Heavy Damage"
  *goto battle2
*elseif (attack = 4)
  *set enemy "Heavily Damaged and Exhausted"
  *goto battle2

*label battle2

[b]Enemy:[/b] ${enemy}



Bertrand stood up slowly.

His face twisted in anger, and he snarled, "I suppose I should take this more seriously."

Bertrand removed the outer layer of his combat armor, revealing a complex mesh of gray metal beneath. It looked similar to chainmail, except it was padded with black metals.

Once his heavy armor was removed, he took off his mask and revealed his face.

Anna stared at him in horror, "What have they done to you?"

When you looked at his face, you discovered that Bertrand was a man in his thirties. His eyes were an unnatural cloudy gray, and it made him look like he was blind. His face was weathered and pale, and his skin complexion was only one shade darker than Morgana's snow-white appearance.

His face was clean-shaven, but his face was pocked with unnatural scars and imperfections. The cuts on his face were too clean and precise to be from battle or from an accident.

He spoke, "This is the price we had to pay after you left. Receiving these has only made me stronger."

He motioned to the marks on his face, "These are a gift from The Mistress. They are a sign of loyalty and obedience, given only to the best mercenaries and warriors."

Anna shook her head, and she spoke in a disappointed tone, "She abused you and many others, and yet, you can no longer see that. Alexis has made you delusional."

Bertrand laughed, "[i]I'm[/i] delusional? I'm the one Alexis counts on! I am her trusted follower! You are just trash that betrayed her!"

He stepped closer and conjured bolts of lightning in both his arms, "Taste Yarvul's might!" He extended his palms, and lighting surged towards you and Anna.

*choice
  #I forged a barrier around me and Anna.
    (Needed Healing at level 15 or higher).
    *line_break
    *line_break
    *if (Healing >= 15)
      *set healing %+3
      Your barrier repelled Bertrand's attack, but you strained to do so. His attacks were much more powerful than you expected (Healing increases).
      *goto battle3
    *else
      *set healing %+3
      *set injury +1
      Your barrier was too weak, and you ended up being struck by a stray bolt. You've taken damage (Healing increases).
      *goto battle3
  #I created a wall of concrete in front of us.
    (Needed Creation at level 15 or higher).
    *line_break
    *line_break
    *if (Creation >= 15)
      *set creation %+3
      The wall you made withstood the lightning, but it crumbled after one attack. It seemed as though his attacks were stronger than you had anticipated (Creation increases).
      *goto battle3
    *else
      *set creation %+3
      *set injury +1
      The wall you created crumbled quickly, and failed to block the attack. You were struck by a stray bolt and have taken damage (Creation increases).
      *goto battle3
  #I created a torrent of mana and directed at the lightning.
    (Needed Spellcraft at level 15 or higher).
    *line_break
    *line_break
    *if (spellcraft >= 15)
      *set spellcraft %+3
      The torrent you made was barely able to withstand the bolts of lightning. His attacks were stronger than you had anticipated, but you remained unharmed (Spellcraft increases).
      *goto battle3
    *else
      *set spellcraft %+3
      *set injury +1
      The torrent you made gave out to the bolts of lightning. His attacks were stronger than you had anticipated, and you were struck by several bolts (Spellcraft increases).
      *goto battle3
  #I conjured bolts of lightning and threw them against Bertrand's attack.
    (Needed Conjuration at level 15 or higher).
    *line_break
    *line_break
    *if (Conjuration >= 15)
      *set conjuration %+3
      Your first bolt of lightning only managed to weaken it. You quickly conjured a second bolt of lightning to block the remaining stray bolts. You were unharmed, but you realized that Bertrand's spellcrafting was very potent (Conjuration increases).
      *goto battle3
    *else
      *set conjuration %+3
      *set injury +1
      Your first bolt of lightning only managed to weaken it. You attempted to conjure a second bolt, but you were too slow. You were struck by a stray bolt and you've taken damage (Conjuration increases).
      *goto battle3

*label battle3

*if (injury = 0)
  *set harm "Uninjured"
  *goto battle4
*elseif (injury = 1)
  *set harm "Light Injury"
  *goto battle4
*elseif (injury = 2)
  *set harm "Medium Injury"
  *goto battle4
*elseif (injury = 3)
  *set harm "Heavy Injury"
  *goto battle4
*elseif (injury = 4)
  *set harm "Severe Injury, Near Exhaustion"
  *goto battle4
*elseif (injury = 5)
  *set harm "Utterly Exhausted and Sustained Injury"
  *goto battle4

*label battle4
*page_break
*set attack +1

[b]Your Status:[/b] ${harm}



Bertrand began to conjure another attack, but Anna took the initiative and launched a preemptive spell towards Bertrand. He was taken by surprise and attempted to block the mana bomb that was headed towards him. He lifted the Carbine Stones in his palms.

However, he was too slow to use them and was struck directly by the attack. A thunderous explosion emanated from where Bertrand was standing. After the smoke cleared, Bertrand was hunched over with both Carbine Stones levitating delicately in the air.

Seeing an opportunity, Anna spoke, "${fname}! Aim for the Carbine Stones in his plams!"

You looked at Bertrand and saw that both stones were unguarded.

You hastily casted a spell...

*choice
  #I quickly conjured icicles from my palms and launched them directly at the stones.
    *set conjuration %+3
    The icicles flew to Bertrand and directly pierced both stones. They shattered in a satisfying manner, and surrounded Bertrand in crimson-colored dust (Conjuration increases).
    *goto battle5
  #I gathered the debris around me and launched them like a precise, stream of bullets.
    *set creation %+3
    The bullets of debris tore through the stones, and they were shattered in an instant. Bertrand was surrounded in crimson-colored dust (Creation increases).
    *goto battle5
  #I focused mana into in front of me, and flung it towards Bertrand as a massive boulder.
    *set spellcraft %+4
    The ginormous boulder of energy clashed into Bertrand, and the Carbine Stones were reduced to dust. Bertrand grunted as the boulder clashed with his body. He remained on his feet, but he was now covered in crimson-colore dust (Spellcraft increases).
    *goto battle5
  #I crystallized dark energy into spears, and directed it towards the Carbine Stones. I attempted to hide it from Anna by making them look like conjuration icicles. (Anna will notice your unusual magic if your darkness is too low).
    (Needed Darkness at level 20 or higher to hide it).
    *line_break
    *line_break
    *set darkness %+3
    *if (darkness >= 20)
      Your crystallized spears were catapulted at a lightning-fast pace and struck both stones. Anna stood shocked, but she didn't notice that you used dark magic.
      *line_break
      *line_break
      She turned to you, "Impressive conjuration, your icicles were hardly visible when you cast them."
      *line_break
      *line_break
      You spoke, "Thank you, Anna."
      *line_break
      *line_break
      (Darkness increases)
      *goto battle5
    *else
      Your crystallized spears successfully pierced both stones, but they lingered long enough for Anna to see them. She spoke in a concerned manner, "That doesn't look like conjuration, what spell is that?"
      *goto annadark

*label annadark
*page_break
{Darkness increases)

It seems you were not able to hide your magic from her.

You tried to come up with an excuse.

*choice
  *selectable_if (intellect >= 55) #I quickly came up with an explanation. I told her this was a complicated mixture of ice and lightning conjuration, and that it was a recently-made spell. (Need Intellect at or above level 55)
    *set intellect +3
    *set intuition -3
    (Intellect increases, Intuition decreases)
    *line_break
    *line_break
    You turned to Anna, "If you're that curious, then I guess I'll explain it. Basically, it's a recently-developed spell that uses ice and lightning in the same attack. The icicles look unusual as a result of the process."
    *line_break
    *line_break
    Anna seemed impressed, "That spell sounds quite complicated." 
    *line_break
    *line_break
    You replied, "It very much is. It took hours of practice to do that spell."
    *line_break
    *line_break
    Anna nodded, "I see."
    *line_break
    *line_break
    Bertrand shifted, and he looked at the two of you.
    *line_break
    *line_break
    Anna spoke again, "I'm sorry, it looks like I distracted the both of us from the fight."
    *line_break
    *line_break
    You replied, "It happens. I know that my magic looks different."
    *line_break
    *line_break
    You've persuaded Anna to look the other way. It seems she was convinced of your explanation.
    *goto battle5
  *selectable_if (charm >= 15) #I told her that this was hardly the time for this. I convinced her to ignore my spell and focus on fighting Bertrand (Need Charm at or above level 15).
    *set charm %+4
    (Charm increases)
    *line_break
    *line_break
    You turned to Anna, "This isn't the time to lecture me on my execution of spellcraft, Anna. If you didn't notice, we're trying to save Morgana from a dangerous mercenary."
    *line_break
    *line_break
    Anna blinked. Then she nodded, "Oh, of course. This is isn't the time to be nitpicking the spells you use. I was just...distracted, I guess."
    *line_break
    *line_break
    Bertrand shifted, and he looked at the two of you.
    *line_break
    *line_break
    Seeing Bertrand move, Anna spoke, "We have a fight to finish."
    *line_break
    *line_break
    You've persuaded Anna to look the othe way. It seems she was convinced of your explanation.
    *goto battle5
  #I admitted to using dark magic. Hopefully she will understand.
    *set annaknowdark +1
    *set annahate +1
    Anna's face turned into disbelief, "Dark magic? I can't believe Morgana was friends with a dark crafter."
    *line_break
    *line_break
    She continued, "You are arrogant for believing you can control forbidden magic; or maybe, you're simply too stupid to know otherwise."
    *line_break
    *line_break
    You turned your head down to the floor and thought to yourself, "[i]This was a mistake.[/i]"
    *line_break
    *line_break
    Anna looked towards Bertrand, "I'll accept your help for now, but I want you to know that you should stay away from Morgana. She doesn't need another dark crafter influencing and deceiving her."
    *line_break
    *line_break
    Anna's tone was acidic and hostile. It seems she was not fond of dark magic users.
    *line_break
    *line_break
    Feeling ashamed of yourself, you decided not to use anymore dark magic in front of Anna.
    *line_break
    *line_break
    You refocused your efforts on fighting, but Anna now knows you wield forbidden magic.
    *goto battle5

*label battle5
*page_break

*if (attack = 1)
  *set enemy "Damaged, but Healthy"
  *goto battle6
*elseif (attack = 2)
  *set enemy "Damaged"
  *goto battle6
*elseif (attack = 3)
  *set enemy "Heavy Damage"
  *goto battle6
*elseif (attack = 4)
  *set enemy "Heavily Damaged and Exhausted"
  *goto battle6

*label battle6

[b]Enemy:[/b] ${enemy}


Bertrand stood up and patted away the crimson dust around him. He snidely remarked, "You think you have an advantage, now? I'm just getting started."

He stood still for a moment. Anna was about to attack, when he suddenly conjured a barrage of fireballs and launched them towards your direction.

Anna formed a barrier around the two of you, and a violent echo of explosions flared in front of you. She blocked all of the fireballs.

Except, Bertrand wasn't finished attacking. He swiftly conjured icicles from his palms and catapulted them towards you, then simultaneously conjured bolts of lightning in his right palm and directed them to the two of you.

Anna, braced herself, but it was clear she would not block all of his attacks.

*choice
  #I empowered Anna's barrier by adding my own barrier on top of it.
    (Needed Healing at or above level 21)
    *line_break
    *line_break
    *set healing %+3
    *if (healing >= 21)
      Your barrier was able to withstand some of Bertrand's attack, and vanished after icicles pummeled it. Anna's barrier blocked the remainder of the attack. Both of you managed to withstand the assault (Healing increases).
      *goto battle7
    *else
      *set injury +1
      Your barrier vanished after only a few icicles struck it. Anna managed to block most of Bertrand's attack, but succumbed after the first bolt of lightning struck her barrier. Both of you were injured by a few stray bolts (Healing increases).
      *goto battle7
  #I created a thick wall of concrete in front of her barrier.
    (Needed Creation at or above level 21)
    *line_break
    *line_break
    *set creation %+3
    *if (creation >= 21)
      The thick wall of concrete managed to the icicles, as well as a few stray bolts. By the time Bertrand's attack reached Anna, her barrier stood firm against the remaining bolts of lightning (Creation increases).
      *goto battle7
    *else
      *set injury +1
      The wall of concrete crumbled after a few icicles. Anna attempted to hold her own against the rest of the assault, to no avail. Both of you were struck by a few stray bolts (Creation increases).
      *goto battle7
  #I grabbed Anna, and I sidestepped away from the attack to keep us safe.
    (Needed Combat and Swiftness at or above level 18)
    *line_break
    *line_break
    *set swiftness +2
    *set combat +2
    *if ((combat >= 18) and (swiftness >= 18))
      You took hold of Anna's torso and quickly stepped away from the assault. Your balance allowed you to remain standing, and you also managed to dodge all of Bertrand's attacks (Combat and Swiftness increases).
      *goto battle7
    *else
      *set injury +1
      You managed to grab hold of Anna, but you couldn't get both of you to safety. You threw Anna away from the attack, but you were unable to dodge his attack. You were struck by a bolt of lightning (Combat and Swiftness increases).
      *goto battle7
  #I gathered mana, and created a whirlwind of energy in front of the barrier.
    (Needed Spellcraft at or above level 21)
    *line_break
    *line_break
    *set spellcraft %+3
    *if (spellcraft >= 21)
      A torrent of mana quickly transformed into a whirlwind. The icicles were deflected by the whirlwind, but the lightning merely pierced through it. Anna's barrier stood firm and you both managed to withstand the attack (Spellcraft increases).
      *goto battle7
    *else
      *set injury +1
      You quickly turned your mana into a whirlwind, but it was too weak. The icicles were merely slowed down as they pierced through. Anna's barrier crumbled after the icicles, and you were both struck by the Bertrand's lightning (Spellcraft increases).
      *goto battle7

*label battle7

*if (injury = 0)
  *set harm "Uninjured"
  *goto battle8
*elseif (injury = 1)
  *set harm "Light Injury"
  *goto battle8
*elseif (injury = 2)
  *set harm "Medium Injury"
  *goto battle8
*elseif (injury = 3)
  *set harm "Heavy Injury"
  *goto battle8
*elseif (injury = 4)
  *set harm "Near Exhaustion"
  *goto battle8
*elseif (injury = 5)
  *set harm "Utterly Exhausted and Sustained Injury"
  *goto battle8

*label battle8
*page_break
*temp prometheanusage 0
[b]Your Status:[/b] ${harm}


Seeing that his attack had failed to knock you out, Bertrand grunted angrily. He brought his palms together, and attempted to conjure another attack.

Before he finished, you took this opportunity to strike.

*choice
  *selectable_if ((prometheanpower >= 4) and (prometheanbound = 1)) #I summoned ${prometheanname} to attack (Promethean Offense must be above level 4).
    *set prometheanusage +1
    *set prometheanpower +1
    (Promethean Offense increases)
    *goto prometheanchoice
  *if ((prometheanpower >= 4) and (darkpromethean_bound = 1)) #I summoned ${prometheanname} to attack (Altered Promethean Offense must be above level 4).
    *set prometheanusage +1
    *set prometheanpower +1
    (Promethean Offense increases)
    *goto prometheanchoice
  #I dashed for Bertrand and rocketed my body forward with magic.
    *set swiftness +2
    *set combat +2
    (Swiftness and Combat increases)
    *line_break
    *line_break
    Having little time to react, Bertrand hastily blocked your fists with a barrier.
    *goto battle9
  *selectable_if ((annaknowdark = 0) and (darkness >= 21)) #I crystallized dark energy in the air in front of me, like last time, and launched them towards Bertrand (Darkness must be above level 21, and Anna must be unaware that you're using dark magic).
    *set darkness +2
    (Darkness increases)
    *line_break
    *line_break
    Your spears of dark energy launched in a blink of an eye. Bertrand barely managed to form a barrier to block your attack.
    *goto battle9
  #I gathered mana into my palms, and launched a torrent of mana towards him.
    *set spellcraft +2
    (Spellcraft increases)
    *line_break
    *line_break
    You flung a beam of mana towards Bertrand, but he managed to block your attack. After a few moments, you realized that Bertrand was putting effort into maintaining his hastily-made barrier.
    *goto battle9

*label prometheanchoice
*if (prometheanbound = 1)
  *goto goodpromethean
*else
  *goto badpromethean

*label goodpromethean

${prometheanname} appeared in a flash of light. You motioned towards Bertrand, and ${prometheanname} turned towards him.

Bertrand was awestruck when he saw your promethean, "Is that--?"

Before he finished his sentence, ${prometheanname} summoned a metallic sword and surged towards him. ${prometheanname} closed the distance in a blink of an eye.

Bertrand had little time to react and blocked the sword with a hastily-made barrier.

He grunted, "You little--"
*goto battle9


*label badpromethean

${prometheanname} appeared in a flash of light. You motioned towards Bertrand, and ${prometheanname} turned towards him.

Bertrand was awestruck when he saw your promethean, "Is that--?"

Before he finished his sentence, ${prometheanname} shape-shifted his hands into metallic claws. ${prometheanname} closed the distance in a blink of an eye.

Bertrand had little time to react and blocked the attack with a hastily-made barrier.

He grunted, "You little--"
*goto battle9

*label battle9
*page_break
*set attack +1

*if (attack = 1)
  *set enemy "Damaged, but Healthy"
  *goto battle10
*elseif (attack = 2)
  *set enemy "Damaged"
  *goto battle10
*elseif (attack = 3)
  *set enemy "Heavy Damage"
  *goto battle10
*elseif (attack = 4)
  *set enemy "Heavily Damaged and Exhausted"
  *goto battle10

*label battle10
You realized that Bertrand was struggling against your attack. He grit his teeth, attempting to resist, but it was clear he wouldn't be able to maintain his barrier.

Behind you, Anna ran towards Bertrand and catapulted a massive sphere of debris at him. His barrier blocked it, but the sheer weight of the sphere was too heavy, and he succumbed to it. If his barrier hadn't been there, he wouldn't have survived that attack.

You and Anna waited for a few moments.

It was silent. You were almost certain you won.

*if (prometheanusage = 1)
  *goto disappearing
*else
  *goto battle11

*label disappearing
*set prometheanusage -1

*if (prometheanbound = 1)
  *goto goodbot
*else
  *goto darkbot

*label goodbot
You called out, "${prometheanname}!"

Suddenly, ${prometheanname} appeared behind you. Apparently, your promethean was able to escape Anna's attack.

You spoke, "Thanks."

"It is my purpose, master."

${prometheanname} faded back into your body.

Anna spoke, "Is that the promethean you and Morgana were working on?"

You nodded, "It is."

She sighed in relief, "I'm glad he's useful to us now."

The debris shifted from beneath.

Anna spoke warily, "This isn't over yet. Watch out."

*goto battle11


*label darkbot
You called out, "${prometheanname}!"

Suddenly, ${prometheanname} appeared behind you. Apparently, your promethean was able to escape Anna's attack.

You spoke, "Thanks."

${prometheanname} was unresponsive. It suddenly howled once more, and faded back into your body.

Anna spoke in a concerned manner, "Is that the promethean you and Morgana were working on?"

You nodded, "It is."

She spoke, "It...seems a bit odd."

You quickly spoke, "We may have changed the molding process a little bit."

She signed in relief, "I guess that's not really an issue now. At least it's helpful to us."

The debris shifted from beneath.

Anna spoke warily, "This isn't over yet. Watch out."
*goto battle11


*label battle11
*page_break

[b]Enemy:[/b] ${enemy}


The pile of debris exploded in a thunderous boom. At the center of the smokey crater was Bertrand, slowly standing up. His expression was furious and filled with hatred. He spoke, seething with rage, "Enough of this..."

You and Anna had hoped he would ignore Morgana behind him, but he turned towards her and extended his palms. He said, "You will come with me Anna...obediently. Otherwise, I will set your precious Morgana on fire."

Behind him, Morgana was barely able to remain conscious. Her breathing was still heavy, and it looked like her health hadn't improved since you last checked on her.

You brought your palms together, in an attempt to cast spellcraft. Bertrand fired a spell towards Morgana that missed on purpose. It was a warning shot.

Bertrand yelled, "You disobey me once more, and she will be turned to ash!"

The mana in your hand dissipated, and you stopped casting your spell.

Anna stepped forward and she spoke, "Alright. If you promise to leave ${fname} alone, then Morgana and I will go with you."

He spoke, "Fine!"

Anna looked at you and said, "It'll be okay."

Bertrand yelled, "Don't make me wait!"

You nodded, but you weren't sure you believed her.

Anna approached the masked man warily.

When she was within arms reach, he grabbed her and hissed, "Anna, you traitorous wretch."

She spoke, "Keep your end of the bargain, Bertrand."

*page_break

He gave Anna a malicious gaze, then he smirked, "Why should I?"

Realizing what he had meant, her eyes grew wide. She yelled, "No! Unhand m--"

Then a massive flash of lightning coursed through her as Bertrand's grip conjured electricity in her body. Anna yelped, then fell unconscious on the floor.

Bertrand turned to you and laughed, "She always was so naive!" 

He continued, "Let's see what you're really made of, Laharian."

*page_break

He brought his palms together and created spears out of the massive debris behind him. He paused for a moment and smiled, it looked like he was savoring the moment. Then, he extended his arms towards you, and the spears catapulted in your direction.

You only had a moment to block it.

*choice
  #I conjured fireballs to destroy the spears of debris.
    (Needed Conjuration at or above level 23)
    *set conjuration %+3
    *if (conjuration >= 23)
      Your fireballs found their mark, and each spear was destroyed in a satisfying explosion. You were unharmed (Conjuration increases).
      *goto battle12
    *else
      *set injury +1
      Your fireballs were not strong enough to destroy all of them. A lone spear was left, and smashed directly into you. You tumbled backwards and winced in pain (Conjuration increases).
      *goto battle12
  #I formed a barrier to block the debris.
    (Needed Healing at or above level 23)
    *set healing %+3
    *if (healing >= 23)
      You stood firm as each spear crashed into your barrier. The assault was relentless, but you somehow managed to block all of them (Healing increases).
      *goto battle12
    *else
      *set injury +1
      You attempted to weather his attack, but the spears kept coming. Finally, your barrier gave out, and you were struck by a spear. You tumbled backwards and winced in pain (Healing increases).
      *goto battle12
  #I nimbly dodge the attack.
    (Needed Swiftness at or above level 21)
    *set swiftness %+3
    *if (swiftness >= 21)
      You immediately rolled to your left. The spear missed you by a wide margin, thanks to your great reaction (Swiftness increases).
      *goto battle12
    *else
      *set injury +1
      You attempted to dive for the ground. You manage to dodge most of them, until you see a stray spear headed for you. You couldn't dodge it in time and you struck directly by it. You tumbled backwards and winced in pain (Swiftness increases).
      *goto battle12
  #I created a void to absorb the spears.
    (Needed Darkness at or above level 23)
    *set darkness %+3
    *if (darkness >= 23)
      You waved your hands, and a massive void engulfed the spears. You were unharmed (Darkness increases).
      *line_break
      *line_break
      Bertrand looked at you, "A dark crafter? Impressive."
      *line_break
      *line_break
      He continued, "It's a shame, Laharian. A talented user of forbidden magic, such as you, would've been of great use to The Mistress."
      *goto battle12
    *else
      *set injury +1
      You created a void, but struggled to maintain it. You closed the void earlier than you wanted, and a stray spear smashed directly into you. You tumbled backwards and winced in pain (Darkness increases).
      *goto battle12

*label battle12

*if (injury = 0)
  *set harm "Uninjured"
  *goto battle13
*elseif (injury = 1)
  *set harm "Light Injury"
  *goto battle13
*elseif (injury = 2)
  *set harm "Medium Injury"
  *goto battle13
*elseif (injury = 3)
  *set harm "Heavy Injury"
  *goto battle13
*elseif (injury = 4)
  *set harm "Near Exhaustion"
  *goto battle13
*elseif (injury = 5)
  *set harm "Utterly Exhausted and Sustained Injury"
  *goto battle13

*label battle13
*page_break
[b]Your Status:[/b] ${harm}

Bertrand spoke, "That was just a warmup. Let's see how you handle this!"

He gathered mana in his palms and unleashed a massive flare of energy towards you.

*choice
  #I created a massive barrier to protect myself.
    (Needed Healing at or above level 25).
    *set healing %+2
    *if (healing >= 25)
      Your barrier was met with a flashing explosion. Your barrier gave way, but the flare had aleady  died out. You narrowly escaped harm (Healing increases).
      *goto battle14
    *else
      *set injury +1
      Your barrier was met with a flashing explosion. Your barrier gave way too soon, and the flare crashed into you. The attack blew you backwards, and you fell flat on your back (Healing increases).
      *goto battle14
  #I unleashed a torrent of mana to cancel his attack.
    (Needed Spellcraft at or above level 25).
    *set spellcraft %+2
    *if (spellcraft >= 25)
      A wave of energy came from your hands, and it radiated outwards. Both attacks came together and an enormous blast emanated at its center (Spellcraft Increases).
      *goto battle14
    *else
      *set injury +1
      A wave of energy came from your hands, and it radiated outwards. Your wave surged forward, but was pierced through by his attack. The attack blew you backwards, and you fell flat on your back (Spellcraft increases).
      *goto battle14
  #I created a colossal blockade of concrete to block it.
    (Needed Creation at or above level 25)
    *set creation %+2
    *if (creation >= 25)
      Your concrete blockade stood firm, but a few moments later it crumbled. Fortunately, Bertrand's attack had already been stopped (Creation increases).
      *goto battle14
    *else
      Your concrete blockated stood firm, until a few moments later it crumbled. Bertrand's attack pierced through your wall. The attack blew you backwards, and you fell flat on your back (Creation increasews).
      *set injury +1
      *goto battle14
  #I summoned hordes of skeletons in front of the attack.
    (Needed Darkness at or above level 25)
    *set darkness %+2
    *if (darkness >= 25)
      The skeletons crumbled, one after another, but you managed to block the attack. By the time the last skeleton was destroyed, Bertrand's attack had been reduced to nothing (Darkness increases).
      *goto battle14
    *else
      *set injury +1
      The skeletons crumbled, one after another. The skeletons you summoned were too fragiled, and the the flare of mana reached you. The attack blew you backwards, and you fell flat on your back (Darkness increases).
      *goto battle14

*label battle14

*if (injury = 0)
  *set harm "Uninjured"
  *goto battle15
*elseif (injury = 1)
  *set harm "Light Injury"
  *goto battle15
*elseif (injury = 2)
  *set harm "Medium Injury"
  *goto battle15
*elseif (injury = 3)
  *set harm "Heavy Injury"
  *goto battle15
*elseif (injury = 4)
  *set harm "Near Exhaustion"
  *goto battle15
*elseif (injury = 5)
  *set harm "Utterly Exhausted and Sustained Injury"
  *goto battle15

*label battle15
*page_break
[b]Your Status:[/b] ${harm}


When the smoke cleared from Bertrand's attack, you realized he was gone. You searched around you and found that he was nowhere to be found. Looking ahead, you noticed that Morgana was standing on her feet. She nodded towards you, it looked like she was fine.

A deep voice echoed around you, "Looking for me?"

Your head tilted upwards, and you realized that Bertrand was levitating high above you. His palms were pulsating with conjured lightning and fire.

"There's no escape!"

He pointed his palms towards you, and a giant wave of lightning and fire headed for you. You were about to block the attack, when Bertrand suddenly appeared in front of you. How did he do that?

He smiled at you, "It's over, Laharian."

He flung dozens of mana missiles in your direction. You attempted to block his attack with your magic, but you were being attacked from too many directions. A violent explosion surrounded you.
*set injury +1
*page_break

*if (injury = 0)
  *set harm "Uninjured"
  *goto battle16
*elseif (injury = 1)
  *set harm "Light Injury"
  *goto battle16
*elseif (injury = 2)
  *set harm "Medium Injury"
  *goto battle16
*elseif (injury = 3)
  *set harm "Heavy Injury"
  *goto battle16
*elseif (injury = 4)
  *set harm "Near Exhaustion"
  *goto battle16
*elseif (injury = 5)
  *set harm "Utterly Exhausted and Sustained Injury"
  *goto battle16

*label battle16
*page_break
[b]Your Status:[/b] ${harm}

You fell down flat on your stomach, and you were severely damaged by Bertrand's attack. He was more powerful than you had imagined.

"Laharian trash, do you see now? Without Anna helping you, this wouldn't have been such a messy fight."

He slowly approached you, "It's a shame our game has to end now, but I'd be lying if I said it wasn't entertaining."

He conjured a fireball in his palm, "The Mistress doesn't want any witnesses. It's not personal, Laharian. I'm just following orders."

He pointed his palms at you, and a fireball dashed towards you.

You closed your eyes, hoping that it would be over soon.

*page_break

A few moments passed... but nothing happened.

You opened your eyes, and you saw a barrier around you.

Bertrand exclaimed, "What the--!"

He twisted around, and found Morgana extending her palms towards you, "What? You thought The White Princess was easily defeated?"

"You insolent...!"

Bertrand had his back to you, and he was momentarily distracted.

You took this opportunity for one final attack.

*choice
  #I conjured lightning in my palms and lobbed it to Bertrand. Let's see how he likes being electrocuted.
    (Needed Conjuration at or above level 28)
    *set conjuration %+3
    *if (conjuration >= 28)
      The bolt of lightning struck him in the back, Bertrand cryed out in pain (Conjuration increases).
      *set attack +1
      *goto battle17
    *else
      Bertrand saw your attack coming, and he blocked it with a barrier (Conjuration increases).
      *goto battle17
  #I crystallized dark energy in my palms, and directed them towards him.
    (Needed Darkness at or above level 28)
    *set darkness %+3
    *if (darkness >= 28)
      The crystallized energy pierced his back, and he cryed out in pain (Darkness increases).
      *set attack +1
      *goto battle17
    *else
      Bertrand saw your attack coming, and he blocked it with a barrier (Darkness increases).
      *goto battle17
  #I dashed for him, my fists were charged with mana. 
    (Needed Combat at or above level 28)
    *set combat %+3
    *if (combat >= 28)
      Your palms dug into his torso, and wave of mana emanated from your fist. He cryed out in pain (Combat increases).
      *set attack +1
      *goto battle17
    *else
      Bertrand saw your attack coming, and he blocked it with a barrier (Combat increases).
      *goto battle17
  #I created spears of concrete in my hand, and multiplied them as I ran towards Bertrand.
    (Needed Creation at or above level 28)
    *set creation %+3
    *if (creation >= 28)
      Dozens of spears crashed into Bertrand's torso. He cryed out in pain (Creation increases).
      *set attack +1
      *goto battle17
    *else
      Bertrand saw your attack coming, and he blocked it with a barrier (Creation increases).
      *goto battle17
  *if (demonbound = 1) #I summoned Ulik to finish him off (Morgana will see this).
    *set attack +1
    *set conjuration %+2
    *set darkness %+2
    Ulik appeared in a massive wave of flame. He was hardly visible with all the fire around him. You pointed at Bertrand, and without uttering a word, Ulik understood.
    *line_break
    *line_break
    Ulik towered before Bertrand. He whimpered, "What are you?"
    *line_break
    *line_break
    Ulik lifted his fist and a sheathe of fire gathered around it. A few moments later, he crashed it into Bertrand in a might downward swing. A flare of energy surrounded Bertrand, and he cryed out in agony (Conjuration and Darkness increases).
    *goto morganaseesulik

*label morganaseesulik

Morgana looked at you, wide-eyed, "Is that an elemental?"

You spoke...

*choice
  *selectable_if (morgmeter >= 15) #"Yes, it's an elemental I learned to summon awhile back." (Friendship with Morgana must be at level 15 or higher).
    *set morgmeter +2
    She spoke, "I see. It's quite impressive, but a little terrifying as well."
    *line_break
    *line_break
    It looks like she believed you.
    *goto battle17
  *selectable_if (charm >= 15) #"I think we should be focusing on Bertrand." (Charm must be at level 15 or higher).
    She spoke, "Of course. Why am I even asking in the first place?"
    *line_break
    *line_break
    It looks like she believed you.
    *goto battle17
  #"Uhh... maybe?"
    She narrowed her eyes at you, but she didn't say anything.
    *line_break
    *line_break
    It looks like she didn't believe you.
    *goto battle17

*goto battle17

*label battle17
*page_break

*if (attack = 1)
  *set enemy "Damaged, but Healthy"
  *goto battle18
*elseif (attack = 2)
  *set enemy "Damaged"
  *goto battle18
*elseif (attack = 3)
  *set enemy "Heavy Damage"
  *goto battle18
*elseif (attack = 4)
  *set enemy "Heavily Damaged and Exhausted"
  *goto battle18

*label battle18

[b]Enemy:[/b] ${enemy}


Bertrand staggered forward. Morgana waved her hands and vibration tore through Bertrand, knocking him off his feet.

He landed in a violent thud. He was gasping for breath. 

*page_break

*if (injury >= 4)
  *goto mcexhausted
*elseif (attack < 4)
  *goto win1
*else
  *goto win2

*label mcexhausted

Your vision blurred, and you faultered. Morgana ran to you and held you up, "${fname}, you've been injured. Take it easy."

Bertrand suddenly spoke, "I may have failed today, but you haven't seen the last of me."

He casted teleportation magic and vanished without a trace. Apparently he had enough strength to escape quickly.

Morgana spoke, "Damn, I was hoping we could capture him."

*goto endbattle

*label win1

You spoke to Bertrand, "You've nowhere to run."

He smiled, "That's what you think."

He held up a strange device in his left hand, and he vanished in a flash.

Morgana spoke, "A proximity teleporter! That's how he was able to get behind me!"

You replied, "Yeah, he did the same thing to me."

Morgana spoke in a disappointed tone, "I was hoping we could have captured him, but I guess that's not an option now."

You spoke, "At least we're safe now, right?"

She nodded, "Yes, at least for now."

She turned to you, "It's impressive you held your own against someone like him, Bertrand is a powerful spellcrafter."

You smiled, "I guess it was impressive, wasn't it?"

*set conjuration +1
*set combat +1
*set swiftness +1
*set creation +1
*set healing +1
*set spellcraft +1
*set title1 "Seasoned Magician"
*set title "${title1} ${title2}"

(Conjuration, Combat, Swiftness, Creation, Healing, and Spellcraft +1; Gainted title, "Seasoned Magician")
*goto endbattle

*label win2

You spoke to Bertrand, "You've nowhere to run."

He spoke, "Kill me and be done with it. Being defeated by trash like you is insulting enough."

Morgana spoke, "First, you answer our questions."

He replied, "Do I get a choice? What am I saying... of course not..."

He shamefully looked down. It was obvious that being defeated by you has damaged his ego considerably.

Morgana spoke, "How did you find us? We've been laying low for months."

He smirked, "It was easy, we've been tracking the two of you since you left Yarvul. I mean, we did lose you about a few weeks back, but our spies found you when you walked into The Roaring Bazaar."

He continued, "From a large distance, our spies could spot the only pale, white-haired, red-eyed girl."

Morgana spoke, "I see. I guess I do stand out from a crowd."

She continued, "You mentioned that my mother was looking for a new project to replace... codename: White Princess. What is this new project?"

He laughed, "You might as well kill me, because I'll never tell you."

Bertrand held up a strange device, "See you, Morgana."

Thinking quickly, Morgana waved her arm and knocked the device out of his hand with a precise shockwave.

The device landed a distance away.

Bertrand cried, "My teleporter!"

Light began to envelope Bertrand, "That was just a distraction anyway. We'll see each other soon, Morgana."

While you were talking, Bertrand casted teleportation magic. He vanished instantly.

*page_break

Morgana spoke in a disappointed tone, "I was hoping we could have captured him, but I guess that's not an option now."

You spoke, "At least we're safe now, right?"

She nodded, "Yes, at least for now."

She turned to you, "It's impressive you held your own against someone like him, Bertrand is a powerful spellcrafter."

You smiled, "I guess it was impressive, wasn't it?"

*set conjuration +2
*set combat +2
*set swiftness +2
*set creation +2
*set healing +2
*set spellcraft +2
*set title1 "Seasoned Magician"
*set title "${title1} ${title2}"
*set accolade1 "Experienced Battlemage"

(Conjuration, Combat, Swiftness, Creation, Healing, and Spellcraft +1; Gainted title, "Seasoned Magician")

You've received the Accolade "Experienced Battlemage" (Bertrand must be "Heavily Damaged and Exhausted" and you did not take too much damage).
*page_break
*set teleporter +1
Morgana picked up Bertrand's device. She studied it carefully.

You spoke, "What is that?"

She replied, "It's a proximity teleporter. Although... it looks like I broke it when I knocked it out of his hand."

"Is there anyway you can fix it?"

She nodded, "Yes, but it will take a while."

*goto endbattle

*label endbattle
*set morgmeter +2
*page_break
Coming to a sudden realization, you spoke, "Anna! She's still unconscious!"

You and Morgana ran towards where she lay.

Morgana spoke, "It looks like she'll be fine, but I need to get her back inside."

You spoke, "Alright, but I can't stay for long, Morgana."

She spoke in disbelief, "Why? What could be more important than healing Anna?"

You replied, "My parents don't know I'm here. We were supposed to go to a dinner party tonight, but I was tricked by Bertrand into coming here."

You continued, "If you didn't notice, I'm not wearing my usual clothes."

Morgana looked at you and noticed what you were wearing, "I guess I did find it odd that you were dressed up."

*page_break

You took a look at your ${dinnersuit}. You realized it was inevitably torn and damaged as a result of the battle.

As if on cue, Morgana spoke, "Your ${dinnersuit} looks terrible. Here, I can fix that for you."

Her palms extended outwards, and she used creation magic to fix it.

She spoke again, "It's still a bit dirty, but I can't do anything about that."

"Thanks, Morgana! You're a lifesaver. Literally and figuratively."

She spoke, "I guess you can go to the party. I can take care of Anna myself."

*choice
  *selectable_if (romance = "Morgana") #I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a long hug.
    *goto morgromance
  *selectable_if (amity >= 55) #I comforted her (Amity must be at or above level 55).
    *goto morgcomfort
  #I asked her if she wanted help.
    She shook her head, "No, I'm fine. Really, you should go on."
    *line_break
    *line_break
    It looked like she insisted. You nodded to her and said, "Alright, call or text me later, okay?"
    *line_break
    *line_break
    She nodded, "Of course. Whether you like it or not, we're in this together."
    *line_break
    *line_break
    You smiled, "I guess so."
    *line_break
    *line_break
    You bid goodbye to Morgana, and you headed for ${school_friend}'s party. You took the bus, and paid for the fare.
    *goto headedtoparty

*label morgromance
*set morgmeter %+5

Morgana and I stood still. After a few moments, she finally spoke, "I was way in over my head when I fought him."

You replied, "It's okay, I don't think I could've beaten him all by myself, either."

You released each other from your hug, and you looked at her. Her eyes were watering, "${fname}, I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"This. Everything. It's horrible that this happened."

You shook her head, "I didn't have to come, did I? But I did. Do you know why?"

She said, "Why?"

You spoke, "Because I wanted to keep you safe."

She smiled.

Then, she spoke, "Aren't you late to your dinner party?"

Realizing what time it was, you spoke, "Oh, crap. That's right!"

You turned to her, "Call or text me later, okay?"

She replied, "Of course. I wouldn't dream of doing this without you."

You bid goodbye to Morgana, and you headed for ${school_friend}'s party. You took the bus, and paid for the fare.
*goto headedtoparty

*label morgcomfort
*set morgmeter %+4

You rubbed your hands behind her back, "I can stay for longer if you want me to."

She shook her head, "Thanks for the offer, but I can do this."

She continued, "I'll be fine, really."

You spoke, "Alright. Call or text me later, okay?"

She smiled, "Of course."

You bid goodbye to Morgana, and you headed for ${school_friend}'s party. You took the bus, and paid for the fare.
*goto headedtoparty

*label headedtoparty
*page_break
As you rode the bus, your phone rang. It was your mom.

You picked up and said, "Hello?"

"${fname}? Where are you? It's been a long while now. Are you okay?"

You replied, "Yes, mom. I'm fine. I'm headed to the dinner party as we speak."

Your mom sounded relieved, "Oh, thank goodness. Your friend was worried as well."

"You mean ${school_friend}?"

"Yes, everyone was worried. But I guess there was no reason for that. I'll see you at the dinner party sweetie."

"Alright, mom."

You looked out the window. Were you even mentally prepared to go to this dinner party?

You weren't sure, but you would try and forget about your fight with Bertrand; even if it was only for a few hours.
*finish