Warden wakes up in a wilderness with a hole in his mind, deprived of all his memories. Lost, he found within himself an aptitude for combat and magic. On happenstance, he rescues a pair of youths and an entire village, pushing him into a renowned academy of mages and warriors alike to become a teacher. Warden adventures across the divided land of Ezim, determined to unravel the mysteries of his past. However, the task becomes incredibly hazardous when his own path—the ruinous power of Void that runs through his veins—holds a connection to the Traitor Gods, who threaten to cast their shadow upon the world once more. ____________
"What are you watching?" Jenni glared.
The man only deepened his gaze and then looked away. He focused his mind on the healing spell; the radiant golden light swirled around Agnes's figure.
"Why are all the lights in the shapes of runes?" Jenni couldn't help but mumble, as her eyes pierced the mysticism of the spell. It was a rune she knew, something she had just used to destroy the evidence of her embarrassment. A cleansing spell... but somehow the man was weaving it as a healing spell, infusing it with a light element. "How do you do that?"
The man gave her a look. "Practice, I guess."
Jenni snorted. "Well, you certainly haven't practised much because the runes were burning out so quickly."