To avoid losing each other in the crowd, Juel and his teammates had to walk in a single chain, holding hands. Milian was the last one in line, following Orion who was carrying Jarmin on his shoulders to keep the little boy away from the frenzied crowd.
Milian had not liked Orion in the beginning but things were different now.
Orions grasp on Milians hand was firm but careful; to him, young Raven was just another little kid that needed to be kept safe. That seemed both awkward and heartwarming to the twelve-year-old boy who couldnt help but wonder what it would be like to have a family and a father
Several sharp turns of the alley later, the Lifekeepers found themselves at the central square of Firaska, the only open space inside the city walls. In the centre of that luxury, shining like a precious gem, was the heart of the city: Helga-Vladas College of Battle Magic. Originally, the building was a fortress Firaska had grown around. It had narrow windows, a moat filled with water to the brim, and a drawbridge. But now it looked as peaceful as an old warrior who had retired to spend his remaining years playing with his grandkids. Students were throwing paper birdies and magical sparks from the fortresss windows; tangerine and diadem peels a whole fleet of them floated in the moats water; swift little fishes nibbled on them; colourful dragonflies soared above the moat.
Pai looked at the college with wide eyes full of awe. The young self-taught mage was seeing a proper magical establishment for the first time in his life; to him, it felt like beholding a lovely oasis in the middle of a desert.
Lets go? said Orion, a tinge of uncertainty in his voice.
What? All ten of us? laughed Oasis. Id say you dont need an army to storm this thing now, he added with a grin and a sharp nod in the direction of the old fortress.
Juel pondered that for a moment. They already had drawn too much attention to themselves at the gates, so he didnt want to make things worse. Both Sainar and Kangassk Abadar told him to keep quiet. There was another thing to consider: Juel Hak knew nothing about magic.
Pai, Juel addressed the boy. Youre our only mage. Go there, investigate the place, find someone who knows Transvolo.
I will! Needless to say, Pai practically shone when he said that. Will you go with me, Milian?
Raven nodded.
Meanwhile, Ill look around the city, if you dont mind, Oasis, the urban jungle specialist, chimed in. We may have to stay here for a while, so a cheap apartment can come in handy and
Go. Learn what you can. Just be careful, Juel stopped his cheerful chatter. Today, we will stay in that inn, he gestured toward a long narrow building at the edge of the square. Meet us there.
Sure! Ill be back before the curfew. See ya! said Oasis with a careless smile.
Before diving back into the crowd, he left his sword with Orion to keep. Right: when you are exploring an urban jungle, a long sword only slows you down. The boy didnt go unarmed, though, for he still had his knife with him.
Orion shook his head and smiled as his eyes followed Oasis rushing toward an adventure.
It may take us some time Pai hesitated under Juels heavy gaze, but but we will do our best!
Lets go! Milian pulled at his sleeve.
That was how the young Lifekeepers split for the first time.
As Pai and Milian made their way to the college doors, the students in grey cloaks lined with crimson noticed them. Some even followed the two young Lifekeepers to find out what they were up to but everyone kept their distance.
It rained briefly over the square as if some young mage were practising water magic. Their clothes dotted with water droplets, Milian and Pai reached the moat and stopped there, fascinated by a neat underwater ecosystem that kept the water crystal-clean.
Those beautiful violet sponges, cultivated by the worldholders themselves, according to the books, were filtering the filth away. Green and red algae provided oxygen and food for the fish. The fish cleaned the sponges of parasites, etc. There were many more other species, too small to see with a naked eye, involved in the maintenance of the systems balance but who ever remembers them when there are those huge violet sponges that look so alien and so cool
Lycopersicon abberata, Milian couldnt miss a chance to show off his biology knowledge, a true masterpiece of bioengineering.
Whats bioengineering? asked Pai.
Its a branch of science that messes up with life-things genetics. And genetics means everything we inherit from our parents and pass on to our children, explained Milian gladly. Water-cleaning systems are super new, I heard.
Must be, Pai made a wry face. I still remember that time when I visited Lumenik with my master. The moat was so filthy there and I fell in it
Ugh!
Ugh indeed!
Milian imagined that too vividly for his own good. Falling into the moat of the biggest industrial city in the world must have been quite a lifechanging experience. Near-death lifechanging experience, probably.
Maybe even Lumeniks moat and sewers are clean nowadays, said Pai with a hopeful smile on his lips. I like it that moats are just little city lakes now and no one expects wars and sieges anymore.
Same, muttered Milian. He was more concerned with the fact that his friend was standing too close to the water and leaning forward too much. In his daydreaming state, Pai could fall into this moat as well, so Milian carefully took him by the shoulder and led him away, toward the bridge.
The ancient blocks the college fortress was made of were cool to the touch and so infused with magic that even a non-mage could feel it (as a childish sense of wonder or a gloomy foreboding of impending doom it all depended on the persons character). If someone were to take even a small piece of that stone into the No Mans Land, it would certainly explode somewhere beyond the border.
The narrow windows didnt allow enough sunlight inside the building, so the mages compensated for that in their own manner: light spheres of all sizes and stages of perfection floated everywhere. Seeing so many active spells in one place was too much for poor Pai. He just froze there, his mouth agape, his eyes wide with wonder, and nothing Milian would say or do could make him snap out of it.
One of the battlemage magisters noticed the curious boy and stopped by.
This is a Liht spell, kid, he explained in a kindly manner.
I know, said Pai, his voice sad and yearning, Ive always wanted to cast one myself.
The magister raised his brow, surprised, and gave the boy a closer look. Judging by the handguardless sword and a simple cloak, it was a young Lifekeeper. Most of them were ambasiaths.
Did you ever try? the magister asked, very carefully.
Pai nodded.
Can you show me?
Pai nodded again.
It was the second time that Milian saw Pai cast his Fiat-lux. Just like the night before, he waved one hand above the other and quietly sang a wordless song over them. The spitting, hissing ball of light appeared above Pais palm; he made it float near one of the perfect corridor Lihts. But if the Liht was staying in place, Fiat-lux kept bobbing up and down like a cork on the waves: Pais levitation spell was different from the classic one as well.