TITLE: Legends & Heroes: The Last Mage
With a forced swallow that felt like she'd just inhaled a fistful of sand, Lusa sent forth the invisible tendrils of Dark Magics. They reached out like groping hands to survey the temple, probing for life other than her own. The power filled her inner core and its tainted whispers tickled her ears, returning to her with no presence found.
The inside of the sandy stone temple was cold, vast and windowless. What little light that escaped into the foyer splashed over a simple set of stairs that led to the upper levels.
"Illumina." She waved a hand towards the nearest sconce and with her spell, summoned the other torches to flaming life.
Lusa choked back a scream and froze. There were five of them . . . five bodies sprawled lifeless across the far end of the foyer. They didn't look much older than her, fifteen or sixteen maybe. Torchlight licked orange hues over the bodies. Shadows slid between limbs, making them look like they were moving.
Her stomach turned into itself, an acidic taste tickled her throat. She'd have to touch the wall for answers. If she had anything to do with this place, any memory at all, it would come painfully rushing back to her mind. The urge of the Dark Magics twisted her will and pulled at her resistance. With held breath, Lusa placed a clammy palm against the rough temple wall.