Free The Sorcerer's Quest by Rain Oxford Page B

energy shot into the air.
A figure began to take form, only to split into two shapes. I started to panic;
I couldn’t control two monsters if they turned on me!
    Then, to my astonishment, the dark masses formed into
two people standing right in front of me. It was a man and a woman, both of
whom were dressed in the strangest clothes and studying me with even more
curious expressions. Merlin growled, but they didn’t seem to notice. Then, the
woman looked out over the field. “I can see Russia from here!” she said
excitedly.
    The man in turn said, “Let’s make Russia great
again!”
    “ Too evil !” Merlin said, his growl deepening
even more.
    I knew that, though. Some part of me knew this was a
disaster waiting to happen and that same part was reaching for my wand without
thought. It was my wand that I used this time. White magic shot straight at
them and with a burst of sparkles, they were gone.
    “ That was easy ,” Merlin said.
    “And oddly satisfying. Were they from another world?”
    “ Yes .”
    “That poor world!”
    “ Well, every world has its bad apples, I suppose.
This time, use both your wand and your staff. They worked together last night
to protect you. Come up with a creature you want and picture it in your head .”
    I thought of a bat first. However, as good as they
were in warning people of danger, they weren’t the best in attacking. Then I
thought of a bear. They were big and powerful… too powerful . I couldn’t
control a bear. A monkey, on the other hand, was a good middle ground. They
weren’t too big and yet were very strong. Also, they were adorable in a weird
way. “Okay, I know what I want to summon.”
    “ See it very clearly in your mind, and as you do,
imagine there is a rope restraining it. This rope bounds its wrist and ankles,
or tentacles, or whatever it has, and its neck .”
    I was fine until he said that; suddenly, my monkey
had tentacles. I did bind them, though, as well as his limbs and neck.
    “ If it has wings, make sure those are restrained .”
    And just like that, the monkey had wings, too. I
bound those clumsily.
    “ Those ropes are all fed into your wand, so that
you can control your beast by controlling your wand. Then, imagine the
restraints are sinking deeper into the creature and becoming invisible. They’re
there, and they can still control the beast, but they cannot be seen or felt
and it does not have to stay with you. You can call it to you, however. Because
the ropes cannot be felt, they cannot break .”
    This took some time. I wasn’t an idiot; I wasn’t
going to rush this. Monkeys were strong, but my bloodline produced powerful
sorcerers for many generations. I could do this. I would do this. The ropes in
my mind embedded into the beast’s limbs and around its neck. They would be
controlled by my wand no matter how far away it is.
    “ Now, hold that in your mind. Feel a sense of
complete control, raise your wand in your left hand and your staff in your
right, and call the beast to you .”
    I did. Even though he didn’t exist yet, I called him
as if he did. Dark, red and black magic started glowing in the crystal of the
staff.
    Conjuring was vastly different than cursing or
creating potions. Although I called it conjuring when I created food from clay,
it was actually just transformation. Conjuring was on a whole other level. The
body was created of the land and magic gave it life.
    My mother never let me see the Dracre grimoires
because she believed that sorcery was supposed to be passed down and she wanted
to train us her way. She had never been interested in teaching us anything this
powerful. Fortunately, I found several books on it in the library, so I had a
general idea of what was happening. I knew I could affect the purpose of the
creature by controlling what it was made of, but this method created more of a
low-level, do-anything creature.
    Bright red energy burst from the staff and white
energy burst from the wand to form a