A Dangerous Precedent

Silence filled the Grand Mage’s chamber, thick and suffocating.

Evelyne’s hands tightened around her staff. “You’re saying… my summon is like that?”

Malakar’s gaze didn’t waver. “Not necessarily. But the similarities are undeniable.”

Priyam’s pulse quickened. He was already out of place in this world—now he was being compared to some legendary calamity?

“So, what was it?” Priyam asked, forcing himself to stay calm. “This thing that burned down a kingdom?”

Malakar studied him for a long moment before answering.

“It was known as The Nameless One. A being that was never truly understood, summoned centuries ago by a forgotten mage. It had no known origin, no magical signature that matched any known race.”

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He leaned forward.

“And, much like you, it should not have existed.”

A chill crawled down Priyam’s spine.

“Then what happened?” Evelyne pressed.

Malakar exhaled. “The contract that bound it shattered. And the moment it was freed…” He gestured at the academy walls. “It unleashed something that defied our reality. The kingdom that summoned it was erased. Not conquered. Not destroyed. Erased—as if it had never been.”

Priyam clenched his fists. This is insane. That has nothing to do with me… right?

Evelyne shook her head. “That doesn’t make sense. If he were that dangerous, we’d already see signs of it.”

Malakar nodded. “Perhaps. Or perhaps… he has yet to awaken.”

Priyam scowled. “I don’t care what happened centuries ago. I’m not some monster.”

Malakar’s gaze softened slightly. “That is yet to be seen.”

Then, suddenly, he raised his palm toward Priyam.

A pulse of raw magical energy erupted from his hand, surging straight at him like a crushing wave.

Priyam’s body moved on its own.

A sharp force exploded outward from his core, colliding with Malakar’s magic. The air vibrated as an unseen force shattered the attack into nothingness.

Priyam stumbled back, his breath ragged.

Evelyne’s eyes widened. “That… wasn’t magic.”

Malakar lowered his hand, his expression unreadable. “No. It wasn’t.”

For the first time, there was something almost resembling… concern in the Grand Mage’s eyes.

“The contract is weakening even faster than I thought.”

A Silent Observer

From the far corner of the chamber, beyond the flickering candlelight, a shadow stirred.

A cloaked figure, concealed by layers of illusion magic, had been watching the entire exchange.

They exhaled slowly, their eyes gleaming like molten silver.

“So… he’s finally here.”

The figure turned, vanishing into the darkness.

To Be Continued…