"So, let me get this straight..."

"Your master, with three hundred years of experience of killing orcs. Also known as the oldest living mage in The Order..."

Her partner only nodded his head in agreement so far.

"Slipped on some orc blood...from the bottom of the stairs, correct?"

"Yep, well, actually I think it was kobold's" he said, too excitedly for anyone's taste. And for some reason giving her a thumbs up.

"Right... And at the same time...my master, The Bearded, creator of many different types of magics. Tripped on his own fore hooves on top of the stairs?"

"So far so good! Still, he had such a weird title!"

"And both bashed their heads together, most likely cracking open. Which led to their deaths?"

"Exacto-mundo! My silly light-blue unicorn pony partner!"

Rolling her eyes at his antics, she looked at the scene before her. With what was already said, she couldn't tell if they were really dead or just knocked unconscious. The Master, had some blood on the bottom of his shoe that must have been the cause of his slip, along with a vast amount of blood next to his head. While the Bearded, only seemed to have a larger bump on his head, she wasn't sure if his head was bleeding or not, considering how close both their master's head were and the blood mixing together.

She walked over to where to her master's famously known magician hat and cape fell, and picked up both items using her magic.

"Well, grab your master's crossbow and sword staff. We still have a rift to defend."

Her partner just looked as she began walking off for a few seconds before it registered. Quickly picking up his master's tools and running to catch up to his partner.

"Shouldn't we like...uh... check to see if they're alive or not?"

His partner scoffed at his comment and could only shake her head in disagreement.

"If they are alive, they will come find us, and probably punish us for not checking. But at least this way we can get rid of our Apprentice status. Don't you want the title, War Mage?"

"Ohhh good point, you can also finally be The Magician"

The War Mage chuckled as they left the area.

"It's all up to me now. Rest well crazy old man. First things first, let's see what he left me in this spell book."

"Uh, who are you talking to exactly?"

The Magician turned her head, confused, as her War Mage partner seemed to be just talking to himself. He would do that occasionally, but she could never understand if he really was talking to someone. Or if he just had a screw loose.

"My writer of course! Someone has to write how great and powerful we become!"

Yep, screw loose.

"Aww c'mon. My magic unicorn," leaning into her as he squished his cheek against hers. "Don't you want everyone to remember you, being great and powerful?"

She came to abrupt stop and backed up, making the War Mage lose his balance and land face first into the floor. His antics would always annoy her, and how he thought how close they were.

They were not friends.

Though, the Great and Powerful Magician did seem to have a ring to the title when she finally became just that. She could imagine it now, The Great and Powerful Magician! Vanquisher of all fiends who try to break through the rift!

"Oh neat! They left me a couple of floor traps and a ceiling trap!"

Shaking her head out of her fantasy, she looked at him.

"Wait, so they didn't leave us any wall traps?"

"Nope! Well, there is this one mana well, but I think that's for you."

She facehoofed herself, she couldn't believe how unprepared their masters were in case they died. Did they honestly believe they would live forever?

"I'll see what I can do about unlocking more for us later," she grumbled as she snatched the book with her magic and placed it into the pouch inside her cape. "Let's just setup what we got and get this over with."

The Hallway wasn't that difficult in the long run. In fact, it was the easiest rift to defend. Like the name of the area, it was a single hallway. There were only two elven archers stationed there. After some time setting up what little defenses they had, mainly consisting of tar traps placed in a choking point for the archers to take their sweet time at killing the orcs if they so desired, the ceiling traps were practically useless considering how high the ceiling was. They could soon hear the battle cries of the orcs breaking through the door and into their section of the hallway. There wasn't many waves of orcs, and easily breezed through them. The War Mage using the crossbow easily pierced the orcs head for a quick death. While the Magician, used her magic to hold the blade staff to quickly take care of the left overs. from a distance.

Once it was clear that there would be no more orc's trying to enter the rift, the two did their traditional victory dance.

"I still think it's awesome that the Bearded one convinced the old man to do these!"

"I still am on the side of your master, I do not get the point of these dances."

"It's because we're so awesome is why we have these dances!"

"Right..."

The Magician could only sigh. But before she could make any argument, she felt a wave of energy overflowing through her. The energy felt like she was just slightly stronger. She turned around to see the rift giving off a different glow, as if it was calling to her.

"C'mon, we have to go to The Fork."

Picking up his crossbow and the blade staff that his partner dropped, he soon followed along side her.

"Wait, doesn't the Pega Mage and the Smug Alchemist defend there?"

"Yes, but apparently they were called to a different section and we're replacing them. Knowing them they erased their traps before leaving."

"Always leave your traps after you leave your post, you never know when the enemy will attempt to strike again and it will buy The Order some time to get reinforcements."

Their masters would always tell them that, but it seemed like they were the only group to ever do that. Considering each post they have taken in the past was empty and defenseless.

"Well at least it'll be a change of scenery!"

The Magician only rolled her eyes as she entered through the rift. As the War Mage was about to enter as well, a thought came to his mind.

"...and who calls a slightly bigger hallway The Fork?!"

Author's Notes:

I wanted to post this on my birthday in hopes it will motivate me to write more. Let me know what you guys think!

Current Load:
Weapons: Crossbow, Blade Staff
Floor Traps: Tar Traps, Spike Trap
Wall Traps: Mana Well
Ceiling Traps: Shock Zapper