Chapter 167 Fighting a Fellow Atlantian 1 (2/2)

”Magic?” William's face was a mix of confusion and shock.

By then I closed my eyes and concentrated. I tried to feel our surroundings. The building was built with wood and clay. I thought of baring the windows and doors so that the enemy can't come inside.

I opened my eyes again and lifted my hands and concentrated towards the windows and the door. The window sills were made of wood and so I have given it life and let them grow. Thick branches started to grow from the wooden sills, leaves started to grow from them as well. Those thick branches are now covering the windows tightly that even sunlight only sipped thru its narrow spaces.

Next I looked at the door. I let the clay wall grow and crush the wooden door into pieces. The place where the door once was, only the extension of the clay wall can be seen now. It was like there was no door there to begin with.

The room went dim with the sunlight being blocked by the thick branches blocking the window. I looked up the ceiling and saw chandeliers hanging. I lit up the candles on them to light up the room.

After making the defenses, I pulled out William's sword from its sheath. His sword was a long sword with just the right width for a man. It was a little heavy for a woman like me but as I weighed it in my hand I guess that I can manage to wield it.

'I should ask Regaleon to forge me a sword fit for me to use.' The thought crossed my mind. In situations such as this, carrying a sword rather than a knife will be more useful.

I looked at William that was still lying on the ground. He has his eyes widely open in astonishment. He looked at me and pointed to the things that I just did.

”Did you…I mean were you the one…” William was unable to finish his question.

”Yes.” I smiled at him. ”Cool right?”

Even though I was smiling outside, inside I was feeling nervous. What will William think while seeing me use magic? I am sure he has deduced by just this that I am Atlantian because only Atlantians can use magic. Will he see me as a freak or a monster? My heart was thumping rapidly.

”It really is cool.” William gave me a warm smile. His smile carried no malice or fright towards me. It was his usual gentle smile that he always shows me.

I smiled back at him. At least I am sure he wasn't turned off with knowing my hidden race. After this is over, I will sit down with him and talk about my hidden bloodline further.

When everything was calm was when there was an explosion in front of us. Someone blasted thru the wall I made a while ago and a huge hole was open where the former door was placed. I used my arms to block the small debris flying towards us and William was doing the same as well.

Sunlight from outside seeped thru the hole on the wall and a silhouette of a person is seen standing there.

”That was a little hard to crack.” I voice of a woman is heard from that silhouette. When our eyes adjusted to the light, we saw a young woman maybe older than me by two or three years.

”So you're the princess that our prince Gladiolus is talking about.” The young woman looked at me with scrutinizing eyes. ”Heh, you are just a little girl. I can't see why you are qualified to be our prince's wife.” Her voice was full of contempt.

I held the sword in my hand and readied myself to fight her.

”Well judging by the defense that you made, you have high magic aptitude. You really are of royal Atlantian blood.” The young woman smirked. ”By the way my name is Clara, your highness. I am here to escort you to our prince Gladiolus.”