Hunted Sorcery (Jon Oklar Book 2) by B.T. Narro (best book series to read txt) 📗

The clear energy of dteria blasted the water, splashing Leon as he walked through unfazed. The rest of the water fell as a wall of fire quickly took its place.

Leon pushed out his hands and the fire obeyed, morphing into a spear as Leon commanded it at Cason. But the warlock absorbed the fire with another shell of dteria, the flames streaking over the energy to give it color and shape.

Leon was not deterred, shooting a second spear of fire right after the first. But Cason blocked this one in the same way.

I did not stay still any longer to see what happened with the third spear of fire. It seemed that Leon was the target, not me, as the swordsman and staff-holder closed in behind him.

I sprinted to the fallen woman. She wasn’t moving. I didn’t take the time to see if she was dead, readying Heal and casting it as I cupped the back of her head. I felt my mana find the slight crack to her skull just as I started to notice her blood on my hands.

The spell drained my stamina, but soon her eyes popped open. She looked afraid and lurched away.

“Get the guards!” I said as she fell down trying to get up and run away from me.

She looked back at me.

“The guards!” I said again.

“I will!”

I turned back to see Leon expelling all three enemies with a gust of wind that even knocked me down a good ten yards away.

I had figured Leon was powerful, but this was something else.

“It’s a damn trap!” Leon yelled as he ran toward me.

“You’re just now figuring that out?”

“Get to the castle! There’s bound to be more.”

We hadn’t sprinted more than a few paces before Cason flew down in front of us. Leon cursed him.

“Can’t ever beat me fairly, just like in the past,” Leon taunted. “You know what, Cason? I always thought you were a weak-willed idiot, but I never told you because you were always whining about how hard your life was, and I didn’t think you could handle the truth. Clearly, I should’ve told you a long time ago because you’re obviously too stupid to have figured it out for yourself. People like you should not use dteria, ever! You can’t handle it, just like you couldn’t handle being alone. You’re so weak and stupid, you couldn’t even tell that Jennava doesn’t give a shit about you anymore!”

Red-faced, Cason casted at Leon with a swing of his closed fist. A huge blast of dteria flew over our heads as we ducked. Cason cast again, this time too low. It struck the ground, spewing dirt at us.

Leon was already casting back, a jet of fire bathing Cason as the dark mage screamed and fell to get away from it.

“Cover my back, Jon,” Leon said as he walked toward Cason while continuing the fire spell.

Cason screamed as Leon cooked him, while I braced myself for the two charging enemies. Weaponless, I could not deal with either of them getting close.

Unable to cast two spells at the same time, I had to choose one enemy to strike. I had sparred with my father plenty of times, him with a sword and me without one. I could never win, but that was my father and this man was not. Besides, I was a sorcerer now.

I blasted the staff-wielder with a thick cluster of dvinia into his chest. I didn’t have nearly the same power as Cason with his dteria, but I could knock down the man, and it had to hurt.

The swordsman lunged at me. I moved to the side and grabbed his arm, but he lifted his palm with his other hand and hit me with a spell of dark magic.

I flew away from him. “Leon, watch out!” I yelled, temporarily taken out of the fight.

Leon looked behind him as he was about to be cut in half. He jumped toward Cason to avoid the strike.

Cason screamed as he put his hands on himself. I watched his charred flesh repair itself from his healing spell.

Fire isn’t going to finish him off quickly enough. We need a weapon.

Cason was slow getting up. I assisted Leon, his wind and my dvinia, as we blew the other two enemies back and turned our focus on Cason.

Or at least that’s what I thought we would do at first.

“Run,” Leon said as he darted around Cason with me right behind him.

But dteria clenched my torso and pulled me back. I groaned as I fought against it, trying to run in place and winning slightly, but then it lifted me up as my feet flailed.

Leon turned around. “Resist it, Jon!”

I tried to push against the spell with both my hands and my mana, but it didn’t seem to do much good. I looked back at Cason as I floated. Half his face was still burned off.

Leon unleashed another jet of fire, but this was directed at the staff-wielder who sprinted at him, forcing the man back. Next he targeted the charging swordsman. He couldn’t keep them away indefinitely. Soon the two of them were running around me to get at Leon.

I still couldn’t get my feet on the ground, and I couldn’t seem to resist the spell, either. But I could see that Cason was fatigued as he strained to keep hold of me, his outstretched arm shaky.

I assumed he couldn’t grab Leon because my instructor’s resistance was too strong. But Leon was not the fighter I was, and soon he would have to deal with the staff-wielder as he kept the swordsman back with fire.

I gave up trying to free myself and hit Cason with a weak spell of dvinia, as he was too far for it to be stronger. He stumbled back, but his ring of dteria held at my waist.

Leon flinched as he took a hard blow to his shoulder. I was too busy to see what happened to him after. I took the time to put