Malachi was a former teacher, someone who had delved into forbidden magic and survived a confrontation with one of the academy's greatest mages.
I knew I couldn't face this alone.
Rallying my friends, I gathered those brave enough to stand by my side.
They were a small but formidable group, a mix of skilled fighters, healers, and mages who shared a common goal: to protect their academy, no matter the cost.
"Listen up," I began, my voice steady despite the turmoil within.
"Malachi isn't just a rogue mage. He's someone who once stood where we stand now, a part of this academy. But he lost his way, and now he's come back to take revenge. This won't be easy, but if we stand together, we can stop him."
My friends nodded, a mix of fear and determination flickering in their eyes.
They knew the risks but were willing to fight for their home.
As they prepared for battle, I felt a sense of camaraderie and purpose that strengthened my resolve.
