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in their heart. No expression on their face but a cold stare like that of a statue.
    “He always did think he was the best.” Dougal remarked in a low tone as he watched his old rival burn. “I only wished it was my fire that burned him.” Then finally Kasco’s screams ended and his soul fell to Necrovania with the rest of his friends. Lola called back the black fire and her eyes returned to normal.
    “It did not have to be this way you know.” Lola said voice low with regret.
    “You prefer they burn you alive.” Dougal replied. “You saw what they were going to do to us. It was kill or be killed. Don’t get soft on me now. We are going to need that rage of yours today. Better yet your tantrum.”
    “You know me too well.” Lola smiled and surveyed the courtyard. Dozens of them lay dead on the floor. Bodies burned to crisped flesh and ashy bones. I only wanted an apology but they wanted blood. She turns away and heads for the front door of the mansion. Dougal walked by her side.
    At the front door Lola grasped the knob and slowly twisted it as if she was nervous. What kind of traps awaits us, she thought. They hate me. They all know I am here. There are more of them waiting to kill me under Perim’s command. Except you Jazelle. I hope you are still on my side. I will spare you. No. I will take you with me. She pushed the door and Dougal leapt into the spacious lobby. There was no one in sight. Lola slowly walked in, all sense awake, her guard highly raised. The mansion’s lobby had two snakes of stairs elevating up. Everything was in maroon, dark blues, blacks and different shades of reds. Black Chandeliers of candles hanged from above. The carpet in which she stood had designs of flames and illustrations of mages holding fire. Paintings of Perim hanged on the walls and other portraits of people related to him. “He is obsessed with himself” Lola whispered.
    “When had he not?” Dougal added pacing around the lobby gazing at the decorated ceiling.
    Memories slithered into Lola’s mind. Four years in this place. Sure Perim had provided her with shelter, food, a bed and trained in the arts of fire. She remembers being pushed down the stairs by Lynn. She remembers being chased around the mansion by the boys. She remembers how scared she was of her own roommates. She would tell Perim of how the others would treat him but all he would say was. “Don’t worry they will be punished” and never bothered to stopped the bulling. Since Lola was the only outcast Perim did not pay much attention to the bullying around the house. He kept most of his apprentices under control and heed mostly to his favorite students. Lola was depressed most of the time. She felt imprison even though she lived in a luxurious home. She would spend most of the time reading in the library or hiking in the misty woods. Back then she thought about escaping but she feared being by herself. She was afraid of being rape and unable to survive by herself. She depended heavily on the support Perim gave by living in the mansion. Her father was dead and she never knew her mother. Lola always wanted to escape but she promised herself she would do it when the time was right. When her magic was powerful enough to defend herself against anyone who would try to harm her.
    The only person she felt safe around was Dougal. In the mansion they would read books together, practice their magic together and tell stories at night. The rest of the apprentices would chatter and spread rumors about the two of them.
    They were all orphans. Children who lost their family at a young age. Perim found them and took them as his own children. He had the wealth and security to protect and raise them all. However Lola soon found out that Master Perim was building an army of mages. An army that he could profit from by doing missions for the chancellors, the kings, wealthy associates and aristocrats. Lola discovered Perim’s secrets.
    Soon Kasco caught her sneaking into