Tales Of Lola The Black

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could finally breathe with ease. She then slide down the slope of the roof and lifted her father’s rod that Perim carried. It had his hand gripping the shaft. Lola uncurled the fingers and tossed the hand with disgust. She looked at the rod and felt deep satisfaction. The rod was black with bat wings and the top had a black onyx gemstone. It was beautiful in her eyes.
    Now she remembers. Her father practice d dark magic. He never got the chance to teach her. Lola’s mother had passed away when she was very young. She remembers her father would work for King Alexander. “Why does the king practice dark magic?” She asked herself. “I believe another quest is to unfold.”
    “Indeed. ” Dougal said. Lola looked up at him and smiled. There was still hope. There was still a chance for him to return to his human form and to her arms again. “Don’t worry. All we have to do is find that grimoire.” Said the wolf.
    “Let’s pray that Omegus will help us find it.” She said with a sweet voice.
    Minutes later Lola and Dougal walked out of the mansion. The wolf walked with a crippled leg and Lola was tired and hungry. They heard the front door of the mansion slamming open. Lola spun around startled. She saw Jazelle running out of the mansion. The only brunette girl in the mansion besides Lola. Jazelle ran to her and embraced her. “Oh Lola.” She whispered in her ear. “I am so glad you returned. Forgive me if I ignored you but they would have hurt me if they knew I was on your side.”
    “It’s ok I understand. I knew you were not one of them. I could tell when I first entered the mansion.” Lola said to her. “Come with me Jazelle. Come to the capital city with me it will be great. I have rented a small living space with the money I earned.”
    “Oh Lola you have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to leave this place. ” Jazelle confessed. “Where ever you are going, I will follow. Anywhere but this prison.”
    “Then welcome to the team.” Dougal said. Jazelle kneel down and embrace the wolf. She rubbed his head and horns and kissed his black fur.
    “Before we leave there is one last thing I must do.” Lola turned to face the mansion. She pointed her new rod. The rod her father had given her. Its bat wings spread and the onyx stone shines with magic and its mana flowing. The top of the rod sparked and a ball of fire began to swell before it. The fire ball ballooned bigger and bigger until its height was half of Lola’s body. “Pikan Explodah!” Lola yelled and the great ball of fire flew towards the mansion. It burst through the front door and within a few seconds the mansion detonated. An explosion so large it created a large cloud of smoke and fire. Pieces of woof flew everywhere and the garden caught on fire. It was the end of Perim’s fire mage agency. What will the king do when he finds out that one girl caused this much damage.
    Lola, Dougal and their new friend Jazelle left the mansion and traveled to Centra the capital city.
     

Theft And Grimoire
     
    Centra Alexandria. The capital city. Lola The Black stood on the rooftop of an Inn gazing at the godly sword that rose from the castle. Yes the godly sword said to have been summoned by the Alexandrian dynasty. The castle sheaths it like a scabbard and the sword cast a colossal shadow upon the city. It never fails to amaze me , Lola thought as she stared mesmerized by the view of the castle. Every morning she woke up and stared at it wishing she could grasp the hilt and draw the blade like the hand of Omegus from the sky.
    Centra. The largest city in the Alexandria country. Lola was in the south section of the city where houses were built on a hill with sloping streets. She gazed at the center of the city leagues below where the castle district was always crowded. She always romanticizes the city. She had no house to go to or a family waiting for her. She slept in Inns and drifted willingly, blissfully and ever so venturous in the city and

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