The Last Warlock

The bedroom door opened at the same time as Mack's grip on the sword intensified, because he saw the man he didn't want to see right now, the overseer.

The overseer, seeing Mack's expression, quickly gazed down and saw Mack holding his sword and immediately understood what's on Mack's mind.

"Hahaha, good! good!" laughed the overseer, but Mack didn't bulge an inch nor gave an explanation, so he continued, "Good that you are prepared, because we may need you. Someone leaked our position, and a Mage Alliance fleet had come to this planet. They will take time to track us, but we may need to fight our way out"

Mack relaxed his grip on the sword, and as if not understanding, quickly asked, "Was not that Oath of yours absolute?"

The overseer shook his head and said, "Nothing in this world is absolute, but enough of chit chat. Prepare what you need, and come to the main hall. Lets hope we would not need to fight. Otherwise..." 

The overseer did not finish his phase and just started to walk out to leave time to Mack prepare himself when he heard Mack say, "I'm always ready, lets go."

While walking by the corridor Mack asked, "This ship can fight? Does it have guns or something?"

The overseer shook his head and said, "The guns are us!"

Mack understood the meaning. The overseer may look like an easygoing person, but just the fact that he could walk on air showed how high his battle prowess was.

Mack gave a small nod and didn't say anything more.

Silence permeated the corridor as only the steps of both could be heard. Both were already mentally prepared for a fight, and that was the difference between a regular person and someone forged by battles. Their attitude changed in a blink of an eye when their lives were on the line.

A few moments later, arriving at the main hall, Mack saw Lorin along with other members of the organization, some were non-essential crew of the ship while others were people that Mack recognized from before, the healer, and the guy that brought him to his bedroom.

Entering the room Mack gave a small nod to them but said nothing, their expressions were not of people worried, but they were not at ease too, anxiousness could be clearly seen on their faces, except for one person, Lorin, she was the only one that seemed on the verge of panicking, and the reason was obvious, she could not fight, not even to protect herself.

A man approached Mack and gave him a small backpack, and said "A jetpack, do you know how to use it?"

Seeing the confused face on Mack, the overseer took the lead and explained, "It will allow you to flight. It's very simple to use..."

But before he could finish the explanation, Mack said, "I don't need, I have my ways."

The overseer gave a pondering look to Mack and said, "Are you sure? If we fight, we will only be able to do it on the air, outside the ship, and we are in the middle of an ocean. " 

Mack just gave a small nod and gave back the backpack to the man. Mack could also see that almost everyone had the same backpacks already on their backs.

Seeing that Mack was firm about this, the overseer said nothing more and changed his gaze back to the people in the main hall.

"Everyone, let's wait here. The captain will warn us of the situation in case of need, but don't be lax. We may not have a heads up from him either." Said the overseer as he looked everyone in the eyes. It was a habit he gained after countless times leading teams into battle, one that he not even was aware of.

With that said, silence enveloped the main hall once again, as no one talked, nor moved, the atmosphere was tense, but was not a tense in the sense of dreading, but more like when a fighter get focused just seconds before entering a battle ring.

Seconds stretched to minutes and soon, they heard the ominous voice of the captain echoing in the main hall, "Attention! Unknown ship coming from north detected! Prepare to engage and protect the ship!"

They could not lose their only method of transport, no matter what. If they lost the ship, they were as dead as the rocks at the bottom of the sea that currently surrounded them.

Just as the voice of the captain finished echoing in the main hall, a huge door opened at the side of the ship, the wind whistled inside as the ship was not exactly stopped in the air and the altitude was high enough that they could only see the faint blue line dividing the sky from the ocean.

Mack could see clouds above and below the ship. It seemed the pilot had chosen to at least use the clouds to gain a minor advantage.

Once the door fully opened, the overseer screamed, "EVERYONE GO AND PROTECT THE SHIP I WILL ATTACK, EVERYONE ELSE FOCUS ON DEFENDING, NOW GO!!" and jumped before everyone else. He was already used to lead by example, and also, he was the main fighter of this battle.

One after another, people jumped out of the ship and took off into the sky.

Just as was Mack's time to jump, he saw a small black dot on the horizon, quickly growing in size.

Mack was the last one to jump, even Lorin, panicking as she was, had already jumped.

Mack put his swords at his belt again, gave a long sigh, and quickly clapped his hand, and vanished from the spot.

From inside the control room of the ship, the pilot was attently looking at a screen where he could see everyone leaving the ship, he was waiting to close the door and engage in evasive maneuvers to avoid any damage to the ship, but when Mack clapped his hands all he could see was a blurred flash of red light, a brief and slight pang at his chest as if the air suddenly froze and his lungs could not work but just as the suddenly feeling came it also went, all looking like an illusion, and at the door, Mack also vanished, disappearing from the previous spot.