Standing on a parapet scanning the enemy ranks, Charlotte yawned. I'm so bored this day was fine, to begin with. I could shout good-natured insults down at my friends, who returned as good as they got. Even a few of the other adventurers on both sides got involved every once in a while. But their pantywaist captain put a stop to that. He sent a runner to have my captain order me to stop. He complained that I was distracting his men. Like whatever, the only one on this section of the wall doing anything is Nalle, and she didn't seem too distracted from breaking the missiles flying our way.

When the runner left, she came up to me. "Char, stop yelling insults below please, your upsetting their captain."

Giving their captain a dirty look, I turn, "Okay Mom. Hey why aren't the enemies attacking today? this is strange all their doing is throwing a few rocks. It makes little sense. Why did the Generals call in the reserves for this? Nalle should still be in bed, she only woke yesterday."

"Hey, slow down there," Mom said. "I know as much as you, no one has sent word our way yet, just continue watching."

Another thought struck me: "hey mom, can you have Nalle and Amy come up here? Nalle can shoot ice just as well from here and Amy, wait, why is Amy on the wall today?"

"Once again, no I can't, I sent a runner down to ask their Captain and he refused. Honestly, he is strange; I get a bad feeling from him." Mom replied in exasperation.

I went back to scanning the enemies when I got a look at; I am assuming the enemy General, no King, yeah definitely their king. "Hey Mom, check this guy out it looks like he is talking to his scepter." I say, giggling at the scene.

Walking up beside me, Mom takes down her bow and draws the string while staring off toward the guy sitting on the throne. "Hmm, yeah, that is strange, and that is so unfair that you can use arcane sight without a median," she says while poking my side, making me squeal. Several heads turn our way, but they only smile and turn their eyes back to the field.

A nearby archer's remark got us to settle down, "Hey is that guy pointing our way?"

Suddenly, we all hear a soul-rending scream from down below. Rushing to the edge to look, I drop to my knees, hand clasping my mouth in shock. As I watch my friend Amy drop to the ground, a bolt punched through her head. The bolt had drilled through four other men and her shield before ending its flight in her forehead. Nearby a man was laughing madly. "I did it I killed the fraud now all will understand."

"No, you're dead!" and I draw my bow back, putting all my mana into one shot. When I could feel my bow started buckling from the strain, I released it. The arcane arrow soared the distance in less time than a person could blink, punching through the captain's upper thigh, blowing his leg off entirely.

I was going to draw again, but several grabbed me, yanking me back from the edge. Mom shouted, "No Char, he must stand trial or they will see this as murder on yourt part."

"But Amy." I say tears streaming down my face, then I thought of another, and I grabbed mom's hand. "Nalle we need to get to her." but too late.

We could hear a shattering of glass from all directions; it even sounded from inside our heads. Then we all felt more than heard a deep thoom before a wave of mana pulsed from Nalle in all directions. Far more than any person could conceivably hold, including a champion. The wave moved across the city and battlefield faster than thought, and in its wake, the ground shook, and eardrums exploded. Buildings fell, and the wall crumbled beneath us.

Mom! Mom, where are you? But my voice sounded far away.

I am fine, and dear, do you really think a crumbling wall will stop someone that has reached the second ascension?

"What about Nalle is she alright?" I say as I try to peer through the cloud of dust, but I can't see anything except a few soldiers and adventures climbing from beneath the rubble. While others helped dig others out that couldn't muscle their way themselves.

"Don't worry, Im sure she is fine. We should help get the civilians caught in the sound wave to the healers."

"Mom, I feel someone extremely powerful nearby," I say through clacking teeth.

"I know dear I feel it to I also feel six more coming this way from the direction of the palace. Judging by the fact they are not here already, we aren't in trouble at the moment."

[Boom!] All the dust cleared at once. Standing atop the remains of the wall is a twenty-foot-tall woman with black wings spanning nearly thirty feet to either side. With a raising of her hand, an arch shot from the ground that shimmered blue. Inside the arch, a man-made of stone sat on an obsidian throne. When he looked up, he gave a chilling grin. With a clap, ninety-nine smaller arches rose around his own, each with a different monster inside."Child, you have done well." She said in a voice that sent tremors throughout the surroundings. Then gave a motherly nod to all of them. Wrapping a hand around the wrist of the rock man pulling him to stand beside her. While the rest kneeled or lowered themselves depending on what they were.

Six people known to all appeared then, standing before the black-winged angel. Those still watching the scene thought they were there to fight. However, the six suddenly slammed a fist to their left shoulders and kneeled, shouting: "we live to serve, Lady Nalle." All the small noises around stopped at that shout as a chill ran down the spines of every person of power at the battlefield. These six are people that cannot be threatened nor reasoned with, so what then is this being they kneel before.

Soon more stepped forward, making people even more confused and threatened. King Fenis stepped forward, followed by the dwarf king and Tethroste, the queen of demons. They, too, fell to their knees, vowing the same thing. To make things even stranger, the newest pope of the church also kneeled.

"Stand all of you we are still under attack and it is time they learned our world is off limits."

A notification went out to all leaders of the world at that moment.

{The Forgotten would like to claim this world as her territory, do you accept? [yes] [no] You have two minutes to cast your vote if you do not vote, I will randomly choose for you.}

{The Forgotten needs 75% of votes to claim territory}

"Mom, what's going on, why is Nalle so big and why are so many powerful people kneeling in front of her?" I ask, torn between running to my friend or running away.

"I don't know dear, but we need to help people come along." She whispered, steering me away.

"Stacy, could you come help me stock bandages on the shelves please?"

"Okay, Carly just don't try getting me to stock the top shelves again that was really mean." hearing another explosion at the walls, I flinch. "I want to find the jerk that wrote Nalle's name on the list for reserves and bite him."

Carly, who had turned in time to catch my flinch, patted my shoulder. Well, actually, with her orcish hands, it was more like my entire body, and I fell forward, smacking my forehead on the crate. "Oops, sorry Stacy, but seriously Nalle will be fine, she is under the command of Freeden. Do you think he will let anything happen to her?"

"But she only woke up last night and I still haven't got to see her." I admit I might have sounded like a petulant child, but so what Nalle is my bestest friend.

"I tell you what, help me unload this cart and you can go see her for a little while."

"Really? Yay you're the best Carly."

"Hey you two stop playing around and unload those crates we need the carts." Said a gruff dwarf off to the side. He sounded mad, but he had a small smile mostly hidden in his beard.

While I started unpacking the crates, Carly grabbed three at a time off the cart. "Hey don't judge, the crates are bigger than me. It would be totally awkward to carry them." I say to the cart driver.

The driver snorted, "I wasn't lass just thinking it's a shame there are so many young uns on the wall today something don't feel right about this."

Suddenly there is a blood-curdling scream from the direction of the gate. "What was that," asked the cart driver, then the sound of shattering glass followed by deep noise we could feel in our bones passed through us.

I fell to my knees at the shaking, but I could see many of the volunteers holding their heads with blood leaking through their fingers. "What's going on," I try asking Carly, but she is sprinting toward a crumbling building. Oh, no, that's the hospital. I raised my hand, pouring mana into as many barriers as I could manage, shielding people from the rocks raining around them.

Carly got to the building in time to swipe up a group of trembling children carrying clean sheets for the medics nearby. Just before a floor collapsed, crashing down where they had been standing. "Go stay in the open kids," she said, then dove back inside the groaning structure.

I immediately began healing people's eardrums and a lot of broken bones. I left the terrible hurts for the church mages. They know more about the different anatomies than I do. My healing for the team has mostly been slight bruises and a few broken bones I won't claim to have experienced when people's lives are on the line. "Stacy, can you come help me with this one," one of the church ladies said, waving me toward a man with a black bruise over his entire stomach region.

"Okay, what should I do," I ask nervously to the older woman.

"Relax hun, I just want you to pour your mana in i'll do the rest. But make sure you follow along I may need you to work on your own later. There will be more coming soon."

"Yes, mam." I give a salute as I saw the soldiers do, and she gives me a warm smile but tells me to hurry.

After a few minutes of her walking me through the treatment for this man, she smiled "okay that's it for this one. Just come check on him in a few minutes and if there is no change, have him moved."

I nod, understanding. "You're really amazing, I always just flood healing power into people. But you, I don't even understand all that you did."

"Oh, would you like to learn?" She asks me.

Nodding emphatically, "anything to help my friends and of course anyone around me that needs it but mostly my friends."

Chuckling, she said. "I understand, you just follow me and Ill show you a thing or two. But you better do everything I tell you okay?"

"Yes, mam," I say.

"Hey what's going on over there is that an angel with black wings," I hear the cart driver say.

"Hey you two, get out your distracting my mages and medics." Said my mentor crossly, as everyone around had stopped what they were doing.

That's how the day passed, well into the night. Every once in a while, I would see Charlotte bring in more wounded, but all we had time for was a nod in each other's direction. I really wanted to ask about Nalle and Amy, but there are so many people hurt. and so far, none have been soldiers. "Do you think the enemy got some super powerful weapon inside the city?" I ask Sarah. (that's my mentor's name)

"Hush you'll frighten the patients we will find out when we find out now go get some more bandages looks like our mana pools won't hold up and soon we will use mundane healing practices."

After I return with a pile of clean bandages, I ask. "Have you seen things like this before?"

"Yes, I volunteered at The Crag for three of their invasions. The beasts coming through those gateways made the orc tribes seem like friendly kittens. Another reason this invasion is strange, the enemy seems like they're not even at first ascension strength. So why have so many powerful nations come to this battlefield."

I stood amazed. Sarah, during her quick speech, cleaned and bandaged three people. In comparison, I am still wrapping a bandage around the hand of my own patient.

Sarah seemed to have a sixth sense for when I am frustrated. "Don't worry, it takes lots and lots of practice to get to where I am." Of course, right after she said that I yawned and stumbled slightly. Sarah grabbed the bandage from me, finished tieing it off. "Alright that's, enough from you for the day, go get some rest. Your friend keeps poking her head in to check on you, go on, both of you get plenty of rest."