Odinel stood on the grounds where he had just fought with an ice dragon, his mind racing with questions. Questions about the identity of the teenager and the man who had come to rescue him. The thought of that man's aura still sent shivers down his spine.
"What sort of magic did he use?" he mused, trying to recall what had happened.
Just a stare from the man made the space where he had stood feel like it was twisting. Reality seemed to distort, and time appeared to flow backward. Every step Odinel tried to take forward felt like he was moving backward.
"If I am correct, then that magic... It's Time Magic," Odinel gasped, realizing the power of the man. "No, but Time Mages have gone extinct. There's no way..."
Odinel was interrupted by a portal suddenly appearing before him. He quickly braced himself for another battle but, upon seeing who it was, he calmed down and bowed in reverence before his master.
