《THE JOURNEY OF TOR- BOOK 1 DESCENT.》PASSING THE SPATIAL GATES
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'yes, who finished that despicable elder off,' one of the people in the crowds asked another looking clearly frightened. 'to think that this was an assassination attempt and not a trial.' Another in the crowd restated the revelation they just had. 'mumu, did you not see the drama that was acted out before your own eyes?' A rude individual said insulting the one who spoke. 'in the end true strength destroys all schemes. i bet mak was doomed to fail since the great elder jumped in when he got serious.' the crowd began speaking and giving their assertions on the battle.
Tor on the other hand scanned the map and it vanished from his hand 'uncle ter, the map ends at the gates of each of the magic schools. isn't this just a ruse to make sure i go to the damn school?' Tor asked not even trying to hide his discontent. 'not at all. you're a smart boy, you know what kind of map it is.' the great elder said in a mysterious tone. 'fine i'm bored anyways' tor said showing no enthusiasm. 'since you seem so submissive might i suggest the united states branch.' the great elder suggested. 'why there' tor asked a bit curious. 'i went there, and thats also where May is, beat up any boys touching my little princess' the elder stated his true intentions at the end. 'and what if its girls' tor asked mischievously, 'no my little girl doesn't swing that way' the great elder said feeling a headache coming on, 'well i will consider it if you let me roam alone till i have to enrol.' tor said with no thoughts of compromising.
'you do need a chaperone because i know what mayhem happens in your wake.' the great elder said trying to compromise. 'i get to pick the chaperone' Tor responded equally trying to meet him halfway 'on the condition that the chaperone is older than you' the elder stated knowing that Tor had no one around his age he related with. 'fine i choose jin' Tor said quickly with a smirk on his face. jin who had gotten there not too long ago with the other guards from Tor's Rift but had to standby because apparently their young master was a great monster.
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when she saw the mayhem she was not as shaken as the crowd was because she had seen the young master in action alot. 'ha? can she even protect you?' the great elder asked looking at the masked 13 year old elite guard who ducked quickly causing Tor to laugh. 'well you did say a chaperone and you have praised her talent lots of times.' Tor responded justifying his pick. 'fine but in 3 years you meet with mike your attendant at the school gate or i send people to drag you there' the elder said in a resigned voice. 'deal, do you want to shake on it?' Tor asked feeling like he had won this round, 'just go please.' the great elder said shooing him away.
'are you sure it's ok to leave him unsupervised like that great ter?, i noticed the silver power restraint bracelets on his legs, someone who can cause so much destruction whilst their power is being sealed by two? unfathomable.' macha said feeling a slight dread creep up his spine. 'did you say 2? he wears 4 and this display was nothing for him.' the great elder said feeling complacent. 'then why did you let…' before Macha could continue his question Ter cut in with a serious tone. 'as i have said before, he needs to decide what kind of king he wishes to be, then everything will be revealed.' hearing the great elder's words macha did not dare to continue his inquiry and began ordering the guards and instructing workers who were clearing the field, the great elder watched Tor's back as he swaggered towards the gate and jin trailed behind him. upon reaching the gate Tor turned around abruptly and bumped his right fist on his chest as he looked at the elder feeling a bit sad to leave, the great elder smiled and saluted him back as he jumped into the gate quickly followed by jin. 'what an intense way to start your journey' the great elder commented as tor and jin vanished into the gate and he swaggered towards his carriage while the carnage had been cleaned up.
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