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(( i am still not trully done with this chapter this is how it is up to thi point for this story theother one shall take longer to find))

CHAPTER 3
It has been three months since Seranja visited the seal, Strich walks with the help of a cane now, his cane like his wand is made of the finest red wood, runes are inscribed on it. Strich's eyes now always seemed to have that hunter look in his eyes. He stared at the other dreamers, while Ghan stared at the other dark arts masters, Ghan's hair seemed to be stuck in salt and pepper, and his eyes betrayed his face youthful look.
“ so you are telling me we are dealing with an army that cannot be defeated by magic?”
“yes master Ghan, almost every one who tries to use magic find there wards and attacks useless. Because of that we ask for your brothers help.”
Ghan stared at the person that spoke, for someone who studied the dark arts to come and ask for help was truly a rare thing.
“And our dreams tell us that if this Army is not stopped our lands will not see honest magic for twenty generations, that is too long considering the seals are weakened”
Strich could not help but smile.
“Perhaps these people are the reason the seals are weakened... the watchers power is to great”
he stopped and stared at them. “sorry my mind has been getting away from me, we should be able to help, but it will take us time to get there, magic should not be used for a while, use level one arts.”
Ghan looked up at the ceiling, he was surprised the others could not feel it, that odd pulse of magic emanating from Seranja's seals,they where so focused on there mission
“Strich she is with him again” Ghan did not dare question what she dreamt, he remembered that pulse, to think.....