"So what on earth are we supposed to do now!? You"ve managed to p.i.s.s off the elders, how am I supposed to go home?" scolded a young girl. Her hair was adorned with precious gems as did her gown. The boy was with a black hoodie and pants halted as they rounded a corner.
"Do you desire to return to that foul shackle?" he asked, looking for the guards.
"I don"t fancy that way, but I"ve got no choice. Right now, my t.i.tle isn"t going to save me," she said, helplessly.
The guards then came towards the duo. With no way out, the two were trapped.
"Watch me," said the princess, as she hopped out of the hiding spot.
"Memory Regalia," chanted the girl as she pointed towards the humans.
The guards then froze in their tracks and subsequently collapsed.
"What was that?" asked the Time Mage, coming out from the shadows.
"I made them forget how to breathe," she explained, without hesitance in her voice.
"Well, that was kinda uncalled for," mumbled the boy, looking at the guards in disgust.
"Determine whose side you are on, right now," commanded the girl.
The boy sighed before trying to find another way out.
"So, you have single-handedly destroyed my kingdom. What am I supposed to do now?" asked the girl.
"Hey! It"s not my fault that your family practices Corrupted Magecraft," retorted the boy.
"Anyways, what can you do now? Teleport us away?"
"I"m a Time Mage, not a s.p.a.ce Mage. I can"t just teleport you away. I am capable of doing so, but it won"t be worth. You need to get away from this place before the Barren Pillars" Guardians from the Arks sweeps through this area."
"So, Time Travel then," suggested the girl.
"It"s called Time Frame Hopping, not the same as traveling, as you might a.s.sume," replied the 18-year-old.
He raked through his jet black fringe to the side and sighed.
"How different is it, then?" she inquired.
"You"ve heard tales of us Time Mages. About us manipulating time. It is true, but only to a minor extent. Like Element Mages who control their specific Elements, Time Mages control Time."
"Well, that doesn"t take a genius to figure that out," mumbled the girl.
"Those fables about Time traveling is neither wrong nor accurate. We can Time travel, but we can"t change the s.p.a.ce. That"s why it is called Time Frame Hopping."
The chestnut-haired girl was perplexed.
"You asked about Time Travelling as a Time Mage. I am unable to. I manipulate Time itself. I can"t manipulate s.p.a.ce. I pick out a Time Frame that I desire and step into it. It changes the Time, but the area I started would be the same," he explained, with a bit more depth.
Confusion blanketed her face as he shook his head.
"You will understand soon enough," replied the boy.
As he stomped his foot abruptly, a green glow emitted from the area he stepped on. He then dragged his foot around him, making a green glowing circle.
"Show me the open frames of Time," bellowed the boy.
A few green swirling vortexes appeared around him. He spun around to locate the correct Time Frame he wanted.
"Activate the chosen Time Frame."
The swirling vortex transformed into a stable portal. He then stuck his hand towards the teenage girl.
"I can take you away from here, to safety."
The poor girl took a step back, away from the Mage. With all that has happened, it was hard for her to tell foe from friend.
"I don"t even know you, how can you guarantee my safety? I don"t even know your name," she said, with a hint of worry in her eyes.
"I"ll protect you. I promise. We could go anywhere in time. A time that would be safe for you."
"Fine then, anything to get away from those shadow things. But watch where you are bringing me, if I end up as a robot, I"m going to murder you. Got it, Time Boy?" sa.s.sed the girl as she grabbed the boy"s hand.
"I"ve got a name, you know," complained the Time Mage.
"Then pray tell."
The Mage snapped his fingers, making the vortex into a gate.
"Raiyen Phoenix E. Harmony," he replied, opening the gate.
He then took a few steps forward, with her hand in his.
"Phoenix, huh? Can you regenerate?"
"If I could, I wouldn"t be a Time Mage. I would be a miracle worker. What"s your name then, Memory Princess?" sa.s.sed Raiyen towards the girl.
She pouted and followed him.
"The name"s Nova Melody Orlaith," she replied.
"With the introduction done, tell me the itinerary," asked Nova, steadying herself.
"About a hundred years back, then forwards. Pick which one you feel comfortable living for the rest of your life."