Matthew Williams
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As soon as they stepped outside the interrogation room, Rathgar clapped Silas on the back. "Well done, lad. You handled that interrogation like a seasoned pro. I'm impressed." Silas shrugged, still feeling unsure. "I feel like I messed up. Now Professor Morgath knows my secrets and has his eye on me. I can't step out of line, or there'll be 'severe consequences'." "You did the best you could. Morgath agreed to help you. Morgath doesn't help anyone unless there's money behind them. Him promising to…-
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Silas Blackwood found himself escorted by the guards, their firm grip on his arms indicating they thought he might try to escape. The corridors of Arcanium University seemed to stretch on forever. The echoes of their footsteps reverberated loudly off the stone walls. Rathgar walked beside him in a gesture of solidarity. With his brightness still up, the torches lining the hallways were blinding. He turned it back down so as not to burn his retinas. As they neared the interrogation room, Silas…
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The cold waters enveloped Silas as the boat sank beneath the surface of the water. Through the murky depths, he could see the remaining tigerfish circling menacingly, their sleek bodies cutting through the water with ease. Silas locked his eyes on the nearest tigerfish. He waited for it to come within range, and then plunged the harpoon into its open mouth. The creature thrashed around for a few moments before falling still. Rathgar moved quicker than Silas thought someone could move in the water,…
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Silas slowly returned to consciousness, groaning. His head throbbed and he could taste blood in his mouth. He opened his eyes. Looking at himself, he could see that his body was bound in a red rope. A blood red rope. Alastair. A lamp illuminated the area, casting flickering shadows across the ground. When he looked up, the face that was staring back at him was not the face of Alastair Devereux. He looked similar though. He had the same chiseled features and blue eyes. Maybe a brother or a cousin. A…
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After their Mana Manipulation class had ended, Jace, Rowan, and Silas sat down in the dining hall for lunch. "Dude, that construct you made was insane!" Jace exclaimed. "How'd you manage to make it so lifelike?" "I'm really not sure." Silas shrugged. He'd decided he was still going to keep the system a secret for now. At least until he knew he could trust them fully. "One second I was daydreaming about Rowan's familiar and the next, I had made the construct." Rowan made his usual frown which Silas…
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Silas, Jace, and Rowan sat together in Arcane Theory class. Jace leaned back in his chair as they waited for the professor. "Ready for some magic theory to blow your minds?" he asked. Rowan raised his eyebrow, mildly amused. "I don't think theories are supposed to blow your mind." Jace waved his hand, dismissing Rowan's criticism. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm just excited to learn. You know what I mean?" It was Silas's turn to be incredulous. "Jace, I don't think anyone knows what you mean. I'm just…
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The silence that fell over the room was deafening. Tiffany's gaze bore into Silas, her eyes narrowing as she studied him intently. The tension in the air was palpable, and Silas could feel the weight of every student's stare upon him. Tiffany's lips curled into a tight smile, but her eyes remained cold and calculating. "What makes you ask such a question, Mr. Blackwood?" she asked. Silas felt his heart pounding in his chest, the weight of his words settling heavily upon him. He knew he had crossed a…
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Silas's eyes fluttered open, quickly remembering the events of the previous night. The vial of eye drops was on his bedside table. He had to take them before anyone saw his eyes. Keeping his eyes closed, he fumbled for the eyedrops. He felt the bottle knock against his hand as he accidentally sent it to the floor. He got out of bed, his eyes still closed and felt around on the ground for the bottle. Jace was already up and about. "Hey, Silas. What are you looking for?" "I need my eyedrops, Jace. I…
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Silas approached the alchemy lab. The corridors of Arcanium University seemed even more foreboding at night, shadows stretching long and ominous under the flickering torchlight. He hesitated for a moment before pushing the door open. Inside, a single lamp illuminated the cluttered workspace. Glass beakers and strange concoctions littered every available surface, casting eerie reflections on the walls. Lyra was hunched over a table at the far end of the room. She didn't look up as he entered. She…
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The Professor's voice echoed through the cavernous room. "Begin!" Silas and his fellow students sprang into action. Five identical obstacle courses stretched before them, each a mirror image of the others. Silas entered the leftmost course, his muscles tense with anticipation. Jace's approach was a spectacle of multiplicity. Within seconds, twenty identical versions of himself stood at the starting line. They moved in perfect unison, leaping over and ducking under horizontal beams with practiced…
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