in bulk to avoid them going to waste.
Oak was special to his people—the druids. Humans held little regard for oak in the way they should. Truth be told, humans did not care for much, other than themselves. He was not a fan of them but understood they were a necessary evil. An evil he was charged with protecting.
Stupid rules.
He sighed. There were days he often wondered if the goddess selected right when sending him to be birthed to a family of druid sorcerers and then tasking them with overseeing humans’ safety as well as the training of other magiks.
He didn’t mind magiks so much.
Though, more and more the new batches of witches coming through his doors for guidance held less and less respect for the craft and for its roots. They merely sought power for the sake of power. Those types almost always ended up going bad—souring and becoming something Coyle, his brothers and cousins hunted.
It had been a month or more since the last dark sorcerer had surfaced. The O’Caha boys dispatched him quickly, ending his life and harnessing his dark magik to keep it from reentering the ether and causing issues later. The dark sorcerer had more bluster than actual power. Guess he should have waited to go to the dark side before he started issuing threats and trying to be a badass, because he’d not had the juice to back his threats. Most threats were easy to deal with considering the ages of the O’Caha boys. Though, every once in a while one would crop up who took some real effort.
Korey, his first cousin and best friend, had just returned from a hunt for a dark sorcerer like that—one who took a toll on the person or people hunting him. Korey had gotten a little banged up but was fine. The same couldn’t be said for their cousin Gordon. He’d already suffered at the hands of demons and was paying the price. All the O’Caha men held guilt over Gordon. They each felt as though they’d failed him in some fashion.
And they had.
He’d been brutally attacked and held captive for months by a dark sorcerer who had turned to the ways of the vampires—the blood drinkers. Gordon had not come out the other side of the ordeal the same as he’d gone in.
Who would?
Gordon now was also considered a vampire, though none of the O’Caha boys would ever dream of hunting him. The damn eejit thought himself a danger to mankind and was doing a damn fine job of trying to end himself. The fool had no idea that the good-hearted man he’d once been still remained. That the blood drinker side of him did not rule him.
Couldn’t get it through Gordon’s thick skull, though.
Another O’Caha faulty trait.
Stubbornness.
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