In the morning hours, three tennagers were walking on the road. They were alert and talking to each other as they moved.
As the three teenagers strolled through the dense woods surrounding the Dark Archive, their black robes billowed behind them, symbolizing their affiliation with the Tower of Black Sun.
They were students of The Tower of the Black Sun.
"Do you think that there are magical creatures in this place?"
One of the students, a young woman with silver hair and a big nose but still attractive, spoke.
After a chuckle, one of the male students with a tall, handsome face and hazel eyes spoke.
"I believe there is; the records show there is, and it would be bad if there were not."
The other young male student with short height and a smart look just nodded and said nothing.
Lost in their animated discussion, the trio's attention was suddenly drawn to a rustling sound nearby. Their gazes turned in unison, locking onto the sight of a basic skeleton emerging from the shadows. The bony figure stood motionless, its hollow eye sockets fixed on the intruders.
"A skeleton?"
The smart-looking student voiced his thoughts.
"It is highly irregular,"
The young woman spoke and smiled.
A smirk formed on the face of the handsome student, a spark of determination flickering in his eyes. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and conjured a firebolt, a spell learned through their diligent studies and training within the Tower of the Black Sun.
A basic black firebolt spell is the signature spell of The Tower of the Black Sun, but it is still hard for new students to learn.
The firebolt collided with the skeletal figure, engulfing it in a blaze of intense flames. The intense heat consumed the brittle bones, reducing the skeleton to a pile of charred remains. The crackling of fire and the faint scent of burnt wood filled the air as the handsome tennager felt a surge of confidence.
"I understand why you destroyed it, but it did not look like it was aggressive."
The smart young student spoke. He felt nothing good about the encounter at all.
Their victory was met with exuberant cheers and laughter as they reveled in their prowess.
As the excitement subsided, The handsome student added
"Ezekiel, you always make such remarks. I think you wanted to destroy it yourself."
The smart student named Ezekiel just shook his head and said nothing.
The young woman, on the other hand, just looked at the handsome student with adoration in her eyes. It was clear she was attracted to young men, and it was clear and natural at those ages.
The teenagers ventured deeper into the woods, their hearts alight with the flames of magic and the promise of a future filled with adventure, discovery, and the unwavering pursuit of mastery within the Tower of Black Sun.
Skalain's senses tingled with alarm as he felt the absence of one of his skeleton servants at the outer perimeters of the Dark Archive. Setting down his coffee cup, he rose from his seat, his mind instantly shifting into a state of alertness. The tranquility of his rest was shattered, replaced by a sense of urgency and the need for immediate action.
"I am wondering who would dare to destroy a passive skeleton in the forest."
"From the tomes that I have learned, in the area of Dark Mages, the passive skeletons symbolize the fact that they are controlled and created by a necromancer or a dark mage."
"Destroying it basically means having a problem with the mage who created it."
Summoning his authority, Skalain issued a swift command to a group of ten to fifteen skeleton servants, directing them to investigate the area where the destruction had occurred. The skeletal figures acknowledged his orders with a nod.