Sage went to check another house, this time the house was much smaller and looks older than the other houses in the area. The mage in white walks in and searched the house, trying to find any potential survivors. After looking through the rooms he couldn't find anyone. But then he heard cries. It sounded like it belonged to a small girl. He focused on the noise of the tears, he heard it coming from somewhere in the kitchen. So he head towards the kitchen and began to open each cabinet until when he found her. A small girl with short black hair. Her clothes were dirty from the dusts that when flying as a result of the aftermath of the conjuring of spells nearby the house.
The mage smiled at her, his smile has always been known to charm others as it gave them some sort of tranquility inside. "You don't have to be scared, I'm here to help." he said, his voice soothing and calming to the ear. The girl stopped crying but sobbed a little, she looked at him and crawled towards the white haired mage. He picked her up from the cabinet and placed her on the ground, she looked like she was about 4 years of age, and she could walk on her own. "Now let's go!", he said, with his hand holding the girl's, they ran out of the destroyed house and head towards a safer place. But unluckily for them, they had to past some people who were fighting. Sage kept running while observing the fight, he could see someone about his age with dirty blonde hair taking on a group of dark mages on his own. He was quite impressed by the feat the blonde haired mage possessed, maybe a little bit charmed?
Suddenly, a dark mage jumped onto them, trying to get a hold of the little girl. As Sage realized this, he immediately pushed the girl away from the dark mage's reach. The dark mage grunted and looked at Sage. He didn't want to make it obvious that he couldn't fight, so he put his hands forward, the dark mage stepped forward, and Sage stepped backward awkwardly. A grin then stretched across the dark mage's face. 'He knows,' Sage thought. The dark mage quickly grabbed Sage and threaten him by drawing a knife towards his neck. The dark mage then moved forward, heading towards where the blonde mage was. "Stop or not he will pay the price!" the dark mage said loudly at the blonde mage.
Sage was breathing heavily, he did not know what to do, was there anything he could do? His physical strength is his greatest weakness he could not possible win his way out. Plus the dark mage's grab was strong as hell that it hurts. He did not want his to life to end, no, not yet, he still have many things he wanted to do. He begged in his eyes, please, save me.
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