Ruler of the Skies
The Centurion Duma

Day one of the Duma had arrived and the senior students at the High School for Elementals had been preparing for the event. The High School, the Citadel and Daarook were all abuzz with excitement. The accommodation was booked out everywhere with nearly every Elemental on Mikaia, which were available to attend, was here for the event. The Duma was mandatory for all Centurions.

The senior students had been working in each of the Houses of Worship, cleaning, decorating and generally making sure they would be at their best during the Duma.

Centurions Pryborg and Rustilan were some of the last to arrive and had only just made it back to Daarook late last night. Many of the Princes and Princesses had sent their representatives, but royalty generally didn’t attend. Only if a new Head Master or High Centurion were to be appointed would the nobility of Mikaia attend the Duma.

Twelve new Centurions were due to be announced at this year’s Duma which would bring the ranks of the Centurion Order back to 100. For many moon cycles, the two sects within the Centurion Order had been negotiating about how many and who would be chosen to join each sect. Finally, after some bitter arguments, the numbers had been decided. Five new Centurions would join Graguut’s sect and six would join Oban’s sect. This meant the Graguut would still maintain a majority of one. The numbers would be 44 to 43 with one new independent Centurion also being added, bringing the number of independents to thirteen. Centurion Graguut was not happy with the end result as he had always wanted his numbers to get to 50 and ensure he had an absolute majority.

For Centurion Maddison, day one of the Duma was very important. He was the High Priest for the Earth element and the first day would celebrate Earth. The Earth House of Worship was situated prominently next to the Citadel facing the square. It had been built out of the rock surrounding Daarook and had a majestic façade. Inside the colours were a mixture of granite grey, earthy browns and reds. Under a central dome, there was a sand fountain which was sourced from a river of sand that ran through the mountains. The altar was made of one massive granite rock cut from the cliff face behind the Citadel.

Everything was ready. Maddison was standing in front of the altar giving the inside of the House of Worship one more look. Mid-morning a procession of Centurions, led by the High Centurion and the Head Master, would leave the Citadel and walk across the square into the Earth House of Worship. For those Elementals, nominated to join the Centurion ranks, there would be a blessing. If they have Earth as one of their elements, then they would be anointed, and their face painted by the Head Priest with ochre and turmeric. The ceremony would continue with prayers and songs to the divine Earth. Once completed the Centurions would all walk back to the Citadel for a basic vegetarian meal.

All classes at the High School for Elementals were suspended for the duration of the Duma. Ava and some of the other first-years had decided to have a look inside the Earth House of Worship, before the ceremony began, as they would not be attending the event. After a quick breakfast, they headed across the square to the House of Worship.

Maddison was admiring the sand fountain when the students walked in. They hesitated at the entrance when they saw the Centurion.

“Your Eminence. Is it alright if we come in?” Chereen spoke first.

“Yes, but don’t touch anything.” He was happy for them to look around. “There is still plenty of time before the ceremony starts.”

“Thank you, Your Eminence.”

Conrad gave Ava a nudge, pushing her forward and the others followed. They were all drawn to the sand fountain.

“It’s amazing.” Mia, a Water Elemental commented. “I didn’t know sand could flow like water.”

Yvette was an Earth Elemental. “The earth can move. You get earthquakes, landslides and quicksand.”

“But how does it flow up?” Asked Conrad, also a Water Elemental.

The Centurion was amused at the student’s curiosity.

“This sand has very fine granules. Think of them like drops of water. High in the mountains behind Daarook the wind and rain erode the surface of the mountains and the granules continuously slide down into a ravine. Over many centuries the sand has accumulated above a crack at the bottom of the ravine. The sand filters down through a funnel into a subterranean lava tube. The build-up of pressure as the sand flows down is enough to force it along at speed. Below this House of Worship, there is a small branch in the lava tube and sand is forced up under this fountain.”

“Someone was smart enough to think of building a fountain over it.” Commented Ava.

“Exactly. And we can marvel at the power of the Earth.”

“Does it ever run out?” Asked Mannes.

“Rarely. A system was designed to allow a certain amount of the sand to flow back above the branch in the lava tube and recycle back through the fountain.” Concluded Maddison, as he walked off, leaving the students to look around on their own.

“Wow. Look at those columns.” Mannes pointed at two massive central marble columns the held up the roof.

“They look like they have been cut in one piece.” Yvette was excited as she ran over and placed her hand on the surface. “It feels cold.” A couple of the others did the same.

“Remember, the Centurion said not to touch anything.” Cautioned Jacqueth. They all quickly withdrew their hands.

Ava had moved over to look at the large granite altar. Placed on top were two large ornate bowls. One contained a dark orange coloured fine powdery substance and the other a yellow paste. Yvette joined her at the altar. “The dark orange powder is ochre. It is used in all Earth ceremonies. The yellow paste is a mixture of turmeric powder and mustard oil. It is used to cleanse the body and has great healing powers.”

“Do you eat it?” Asked Ava.

“Not during the ceremony. It is applied to the body. However, turmeric can be mixed with milk and honey and taken as a warm drink. You must try it someday.” Yvette gave her a smile.

The group of students continued a slow walk around the House of Worship, looking at the ornate decorations and engravings on the walls, before returning to their dorm in the High School for Elementals.

The time had arrived. The Head Master had made his way from the High School to the Citadel. He was welcomed by the High Centurion. They positioned themselves at the head of the procession of Centurions. The Centurions were lined up four across with Graguut at the head of his sect and Santina was at his side. Oban stood at the head of his sect with Donarto at his side. Behind the Centurions came the initiates, the twelve selected to join the Centurion ranks. They were followed by a number of Elemental assistants and final year students from the High School. Slowly the procession made its way out of the Citadel, across the square and into the Earth House of Worship.

Many people had gathered to watch. Elementals, people from the town of Daarook and other students from the High School. Ava and Chereen had decided to watch from the window in their room. Lorilee and Macee had joined the crowd in the square.

“Do you think you will be a Centurion one day?” Asked Chereen.

“I doubt it. My parents are anti-Centurion and I think they are still actively trying to get me home.”

“But you have two elements, don’t you want to learn how to control them and put them to use?” Chereen was a bit puzzled.

“Sure. I do want to know how to use my powers but joining the Centurion Order. I don’t know. It all seems too stuffy and regimented for my liking and besides, I’m not sure I like purple.” They both giggled.

The possession had finally made its way into the House of Worship and the crowd was breaking up.

“Let’s go to the library. There is a book I noticed the other day and I would like to have a closer look.” Ava suggested.

“No. I’ve got some books here to study already. You go.” Chereen replied. Ava headed for the door on her own.

The Earth House of Worship was full. Centurion Maddison and two supporting Elemental priests were standing behind the altar.

“Your Excellency’s, High Centurion and Head Master, welcome. To all my fellow Centurions, I welcome you to this auspicious occasion. We come together as brothers and sisters to worship the divine Earth and to witness the start of the journey for twelve initiates as they advance into the Centurion Order. I now call on the initiates to come forward for the blessing.”

The twelve selected to join the Centurion ranks had been ushered to one side of the altar and now proceeded to line up in front of Maddison. Each one he blessed in turn by dobbing a line of ochre from the bowl down their forehead. The ones that were Earth Elementals then stood to one side whilst the others walked back into the rows of Centurions.

“Let us now pray to the divine Earth.” Maddison proceeded to recite an ancient prayer as the congregation bowed their heads.

“For those Earth Elemental initiates, I will now cleanse you of your sins.” There were four standing to one side and they now advanced one at a time. They removed their shoes and Maddison then proceeded to smear turmeric from the other bowl on their faces, arms and feet. Maddison then recited another short prayer before the four remain initiates joined their fellow Centurions.

“Now let us sing in praise to the Earth, from where we all came and to where we shall all go.”

The final year students from the High School had also lined up on one side of the altar and now with Maddison, they led the congregation in song. It was a stirring hymn of praise and the House of Worship resounded with their joyous voices.

Maddison then ended the ceremony with one more prayer.

“That concludes the ceremony. By the Elements, go in peace. We can now all rejoice in the fruits of the Earth by feasting on her bounty in the Citadel.” He signalled to the High Centurion and the Head Master to lead the way. The procession then made its way back to the Citadel.

Ava had found the book she was looking for. It was an ancient Centurion archive. The thing that attracted her attention was the symbol on the cover which looked very similar to her family’s coat of arms. As far as she knew, her family history had been traced back about 350 years, 50 years before the Animoid Uprising, but this book was dated some 700 years old.

“What are you looking for?” Asked Jacqueth. Ava jumped as Jacqueth had surprised her.

“I’m not sure. The symbol on the front is very similar to my family emblem. There may be some reference to a past unknown ancestor.”

“Do you think they may have been a Centurion?” Asked Jacqueth.

“That would be interesting.” Ava agreed, given her conversation with Chereen.

It was now lunchtime so the girls headed for the dining hall. They found Conrad and Mannes already eating. Once the girls had collected their lunch they joined the boys. Chereen also arrived.

“Did you watch the procession?” Asked Mannes.

“Yes. It’s a pity we couldn’t get inside and watch the ceremony.” Being an Earth Elemental, Chereen was a bit disappointed not to see what happened inside.

“Not enough room apparently.” Conrad observed.

Mannes changed the topic. “I heard there is going to be a ‘Column Stepping’ competition this afternoon.”

“What’s that?” Ava asked.

Chereen being an Earth Elemental replied. “I think I know. Earth Elementals take it in turn to raise columns of earth up out of the ground and step onto them as they rise up. It’s like climbing a staircase of columns as they continually rise. The aim is to see who can keep stepping from column to column and going the highest without falling or the column they step on to collapsing.”

“Sounds like fun.” Mannes was excited.

“Also a bit dangerous.” Added Conrad.

“It would be worth having a look.” Commented Jacqueth.

They all agreed to go and watch the action.

After lunch, Ava and the other students made their way across the square in front of the Citadel. They passed by a couple of the Houses of Worship and other buildings, following many others heading for the ‘Column Stepping’ competition. There was a gate on the West wall that led to an open field about 500 metres squared. The Southside was bordered by the high cliffs of the mountains. On the far Westside, was a waterfall and the Sweetsprings River, which flowed down one side of the Daarook township. The Northside sloped away down through a small stand of trees towards Daarook. Just outside the gate, a bank ran a short way down to the flat surface of the field. Spectators had lined the bank to better watch the competition. Ava and her friends found themselves a spot amongst some older students.

Centurion Maddison was standing on the field surrounded by earth Elementals. Most of them looked like fourth and fifth-year students with the occasional Centurion or Elemental. After some discussion, the group started to break up. Leaving just Maddison and one Elemental alone. He was one of the many Elementals that lives in Daarook and supports the Centurion Order.

Maddison called out to gain everyone’s attention. “Welcome. Today as part of our celebrations we are holding a ‘Column Stepping’ competition. Elemental Andre will firstly demonstrate how to column step and then he has agreed to be the first competitor.” Subdued cheers came from a section of the crowd. Maddison walked off the field and joined the spectators on the bank.

Andre knelt down and placed his hands on the ground in front of him. He paused for a moment and then stood up. A low rumble could be heard and then a small section of the ground in front of him lifted up about 30 centimetres. It looked to be about the size of a dinner plate. Andre stepped onto it and then another section lifted up. It was about the same size and it rose to 60cm. There was a small gap between the two steps. Another step or column lifted up and then another. Andre proceeded to step on to each column as it rose. He did this five-times before producing steps that descended back down to the field surface. When he had finished, he turned to the crowd and they cheered and applauded. He knelt down on the ground again and placed his hand on the ground. The steps all moved back down and the surface was flat again. He walked over to a different section of the field and looked to be preparing himself.

“Looks like he is about to start the competition.” Chereen observed.

This time Andre started running parallel to the bank. In front of him, the ground started to rise up as before, firstly 30cm, then 60cm and so on. But this time the columns were further apart and the columns erupted out of the ground quickly as he ran up the steps. Quickly he had climbed ten steps and more columns kept rising. He displayed great balance and agility as he went higher and higher. The crowd started cheering. As he went higher, the rising columns started to crumble and lose their shape. Eventually, he got to a point where the column collapsed before he could step onto it. He balanced at the top of a column about 6 metres off the ground. There was a hush over the crowd, and then he turned around and climbed back down. Many of the steps had lost some of their shape and climbing down was difficult, but he managed and eventually stepped off the last step. Everyone cheered at his success.

“Wow. That was impressive.” Conrad called out over the noise.

“Was that good? Can they go higher than that?” Asked Mannes.

“I don’t know. Let’s see how the next competitor goes.” Replied Chereen.

Maddison signalled to another Elemental in the crowd and he walked on to the field as Andre departed. The first thing he did was kneel and clear the columns. They literally fell to the ground. He moved slightly further over before he started his run. The columns lifted up in front of him and he launched himself up the steps. He didn’t get to the same height as Andre, but it was close. Plus, he nearly fell off the last column before descending safely to the ground.

The next competitor fell after climbing only eight steps. He was unhurt. The next competitor was a female Elemental and she climbed three steps higher than Andre had. Her attempt was greeted with loud cheers. Several other Elementals tried their luck, but no one passed the level set by the first female competitor. A couple of fifth-year students had a go, but they didn’t get very high.

Eventually, Centurion Maddison called on anyone else that wanted to have a go. To the surprise of her fellow students, Chereen stepped forward and approached the Centurion.

“Can I have a go?” She asked.

“What year are you in?” “First year.”

“Are you sure you have enough control? I don’t want you to get hurt. Can you demonstrate by creating just a couple of steps first?” Maddison expressed his concern.

“Okay.” Chereen knelt down and placed her hand on the ground. She closed her eyes and concentrated for a few seconds then stood up. She called out, commanding the Earth to rise and she managed to get three steps to rise up. She stepped onto them and then down again.

Mannes yelled out. “Go, Chereen.” The group around him giggled and cheered.

Maddison conceded. “Alright. Let’s see what you can do.”

Chereen walked out into the field and readied herself. She took a couple of deep breaths, cleared her mind and commanded the Earth. She started her run. The first couple of steps crumbled under her feet and the crowd drew breath in anticipation. But as more steps rose they held their shape and she proceeded upwards. She got to step twelve and nearly lost her balance. The next step only rose up to about half the height she wanted. So she stopped and looked over to her friends and gave them a wave before turning around and climbing down. The crowd erupted in wild cheers as she stepped off the last. Her friends couldn’t help themselves and they all ran onto the field to congratulate her.

Centurion Maddison walked over. “Well done. That was impressive for a first-year. You should come and see me in the House of Worship. I could help with your development.” He left Chereen with her friends and indicated to the crowd that the competition had finished.

“What was it like?” Ava asked.

“It was amazing. It happened so fast. How high did I get?”

“Nearly four metres.” Jacqueth estimated.

“You’re not dizzy at all?” Asked Conrad.

“No, I’m fine.”

The group headed for the High School excited for their friend’s achievements.

Water Celebration

The next day followed a similar pattern. This time water would be celebrated in the Water House of Worship. The Water House of Worship was located near the West gate and closer to the surrounding wall and drew its water from the Sweetsprings River.

Centurion Hendrix was the Water High Priest and he was very proud of his House of Worship. Out the front, it had two reflection pools, one either side of the entrance. The façade was covered with statues of water nymphs. Inside the House of Worship was full of water sounds. A large water fountain dominated the centre of the hall. Alcoves ran along both sidewalls. Featured inside these alcoves were limestone stalagmites and stalactites continually dripping mineral water. The end wall was a waterfall that ran down over a vertical garden into a rock pond in the floor. Vines also hung down from the ceiling over the rock pond. A low bench seat, made of rock, was positioned in front of the rock pond and it was decorated with nymph carvings. Needless to say, the atmosphere inside the Water House of Worship was very cool and humid.

Centurion Hendrix was waiting just inside the entrance. The procession of Centurions was already making its way from the Citadel. Today, Ava, Chereen and Jacqueth had decided to join the crowd in the square and watch the procession. The girls were hoping they could sneak in behind the procession and watch the ceremony. As the final year students passed by and the crowd started to disperse the girls tacked themselves onto the back and headed into the House of Worship. No-one stopped them and they positioned themselves near an alcove just inside the entrance. Hendrix had now moved and was standing in front of the rock pool next to the bench seat. Ava noticed there was a small cup sitting on the bench.

“Your Excellency’s, High Centurion and Head Master, welcome. To all my fellow Centurions, I welcome you to the Water House of Worship. We come together today to worship Water as part of the Duma celebrations. We are gathered here today to witness the start of the journey for twelve initiates as they advance into the Centurion Order. I now call on the initiates to come forward for the blessing.” Centurion Hendrix voice rang out clearly over the splashing sounds from both the fountain and the waterfall.

The initiates lined up in front of the low bench and Hendrix signalled for the first one to approach. The initiate was directed to kneel on the bench with his head bent over the rock pool. Hendrix bent down and scooped up some water using the small cup. He recited a blessing and poured some water over the front of the initiates head. The water splashed back into the rock pool. Hendrix repeated the process for each initiate. Once all twelve had been blessed and returned to the congregation, Hendrix led a short prayer.

“Now let us sing in praise to Water. Water giveth life, without it we cannot exist.”

The final year students from the High School had lined up on one side of the rock pool and now with Hendrix, they led the congregation in a beautiful song.

With the conclusion of the song, Hendrix ended the ceremony with another prayer.

“That concludes the Water ceremony. By the Elements, go in peace and rejoice in the life-giving Water back in the Citadel.” He signalled to the High Centurion and the Head Master to lead the way. Ava and her friends quickly ducked out the entrance before the procession started their way back to the Citadel.

“That song was very uplifting, wasn’t it?” Commented Jacqueth, as they walked across the square heading for the High School.

“Yes. I think I have heard it before in Tamplina.” Ava replied.

“I really enjoyed that. The vertical garden is amazing.” Commented Chereen.

The girls headed straight for the dining hall as it was nearing lunchtime. They were joined by Mannes and Conrad shortly after they had sat down.

“Anyone going to the ‘Water Jet’ competition this afternoon? I’m going to drag Mannes along.” Conrad asked.

“I’m keen to go.” Said Jacqueth.

“Of course, we’ll go. There is nothing else to do.” Commented Chereen and Ava agreed.

This time the crowd had gathered closer to the river. There were three discs set up on top of a stand each. The stands were positioned at different distances from the river. One was approximately 5 metres the next was 10 metres and the third 15 metres, from the riverbank.

Centurion Hendrix was discussing details with a number of people. There seemed to be some agreement and then Hendrix turned and addressed the crowd.

“Welcome everyone. Today’s competition is a test of skill and power. A water jet must be shot across ever-increasing distances to hit a target.” He pointed to a disc on the top of one of the stands.

“The disc must be knocked off the stand with one jet. If successful then the competitor must hit the next disc and so on until they miss or don’t dislodge the disc. The distance is increased by 5 metres after each successful strike. Will the first competitor take up your position.”

A water Elemental stepped out of a group and walked over to the edge of the river. They were obviously going to use the Sweetsprings River as their water source.

She first commanded a small amount of water to rise up out of the river and maneuvered it into a ball. She positioned the ball next to her shoulder, took aim and then using hand motions propelled the ball at the first target, 5 metres away. As the water flew through the air the ball changed into a jet stream of water. It hit the target with a splash and the disc flew off. Cheers echoed around the sports field. She repeated the process and easily hit both the 10 metre and 15-metre discs.

The three stands were then moved back 5 metres each, to 20, 25 and 30 metres. The Elemental continued. Both the 20 and 25 metre targets seemed to be easy. However, the water jet only just clipped the disc on the 30 metre stand, but it did fall. The stands went back another 5 metres. This time she failed to hit the disc on the 35 metre stand. The crowd groaned, but they applauded her efforts.

The stands were repositioned for the next competitor and the process started again. This Elemental hit the 50 metre target and then missed the next. The competition continued through the afternoon. Many of the competitors only got to the 25 metre target. A few managed 40 and 45, but 50 remained the best for a long time. What seemed to be the last competitor, walked over to the river bank. It was Centurion Logan. He was a water and air Elemental from the town of Sweetsprings. He immediately asked for the stands to be moved back to the 35, 40 and 45 metre distances. He quickly hit each one. He easily hit the 50, 55 and 60 metre targets. The crowd was eagerly cheering him on.

“How far do you think he can go?” Mannes asked his friend Conrad.

“Not sure. Maybe 90.” They were both riveted to the action.

Logan’s attempt on the 70 metre target only just clicked the disc, but it did fall. The crowd groaned and then cheered. He hit the 75 metre disc full-on with no worries. The water jets were now being directed high above the target to allow the water to arc down and hit the mark. The targets were moved again to 80, 85 and 90 metres. Logan positioned the ball of water by his shoulder and readied himself. There was no wind. With a move of his hands, he propelled the water high into the air. The crowd held their breath. The water jet hit the stand, but just below the disc. It stayed in position. Everyone applauded his unsuccessful attempt, but he had the longest distance at 75 metres. Centurion Hendrix walked across and congratulated him.

“Well done.”

Then Hendrix walked over to the river and drew up a ball of water. Once again a hush fell over the spectators. With a quick flurry of his hand, he propelled the water at the 90 metre target.

“It’s too flat.” Commented Mannes. He was referring to the fact that Hendrix had not propelled his water ball anywhere near as high as Logan had. However, the water jet sped across the distance and slammed into the 90 metre target, sending the disc flying. Cheers erupted from the crowd. Hendrix responded with a small bow. “That concludes the competition.” The crowd dispersed.

Ava and her friends were chatting excitedly as they headed for the High School.

“90 metres. That was amazing. One day I want to do that.” Conrad was very excited.

Jacqueth agreed. “Yeah. That would be fun. We should come out and practice one day.”

“What without targets?” Conrad was a bit confused.

“Let’s see what distance we can reach first. The aim can come later.”

“Sure, that sounds like a plan.” Conrad agreed.

The rest all had a laugh at Conrad’s expense.

Later that evening, Ava headed for the library with the ancient book she had found the other day. The symbol on the front intrigued her. The library was rather dark and she found a table in the back corner of the history section.

She opened the cover and flicked through a few blank pages. The first few paragraphs of text were about the author. His name was Ivor and was originally from Kyeamba just south of Tamplina. Suddenly, she felt something sinister, almost evil, nearby. She jumped with fright when someone spoke to her from the shadows.

“What are you doing?” The Head Master was standing a short distance away. All of a sudden Ava felt something in her head. His eyes seemed to be boring into her through his mask. It was like her thoughts were being probed. She also felt a shiver go up her spine. She tried to resist and searched for her inner glow. But the Head Master was overpowering her. She was starting to panic.

“Head Master! Head Master!” Centurion Donarto had mysteriously appeared behind the Head Master. Ava felt the presence in her mind go as the Head Master turned to face Donarto.

“What is it?” The Head Master nearly spat at Donarto.

“The High Centurion has requested your presence in the Citadel to discuss tomorrows Air Ceremony.” The Centurion bowed his head slightly.

The Head Master gave Ava one last look and then brushed past Donarto as he left them alone.

All of a sudden Ava felt weak at the knees and she nearly collapsed. Donarto swiftly moved to help her and took her by the elbow. “Are you alright?”

“I just need to sit down.” Ava’s voice was quivering. Donarto guided her over to a lounge chair and they both sat down.

“I would suggest you don’t wander around the High School at night on your own in the future. Keep one of your friends close by.” He offered her some advice.

“Was the Head Master trying to control my mind?” Ava was starting to regain her composure.

“I don’t think the Head Master would do such an awful thing to a pupil. You may have just be overcome with his immense Elemental Power.” Donarto then changed the topic. “What is your interest in that book?”

Ava looked down and saw she was holding the book she had been reading. She cleared her mind and looked at the front cover again. “I was curious because the front cover is the emblem of my family.”

“Why is that so strange?” Donarto commented. “The library is full of books about the royal families of Mikaia.”

“But my family’s royal history only goes back as far as the Animoid Uprising. This book goes back another three hundred years.” Ava was puzzled.

“Your house surely goes back further than the Animoid Uprising.” Donarto started to show some interest.

“Yes, it does, but my understanding was this emblem was only created once my ancestor was crowned Prince of Tamplina.”

“I would like to continue our conversation, but I really must go. Are you feeling alright?” Donarto stood up.

“Yes. Thank you for intervening.” Ava gave him a half-smile.

“I need to return to the Citadel. The leader of my sect will be looking for me. There are two things I would like to pursue with you. One, I would like to explore this book with you and secondly, I want to show you how to better protect your mind. Come to my office tomorrow, in the late afternoon. Good night.” Donarto returned Ava’s smile and walked off.

Ava couldn’t believe what had just happened. She looked at the book again wondering what could have happened. Eventually, she stood up and headed for her room.

When Ava entered her room, Chereen was still awake. “What happened? You look so pale.”

Ava sat on the bunk. “I had what you might call a close encounter with the Head Master.”

“What? What happened?” Chereen sat up excited to hear the gossip.

“It’s late and I’m suddenly feeling very tired. Perhaps another time.” Ava responded cautiously. Chereen was clearly disappointed.

The Maze

Ambrose and Cargan had been searching back and forth through the tunnels. Occasionally they would come out an entrance on some high peak or in a hidden valley. Ambrose tried to work out their location each time they exited the tunnels. Once they came out an entrance, high above and to the north of Volkmire. Ambrose decided it wasn’t close enough to Ravenshowl, plus the terrain was very rugged. It would take him too long to traverse his way across. So, the search continued.

The Citadel

Centurion Graguut had assembled a small group of his senior Centurions in his private rooms. Santina and Rookardi were in attendance.

“The wheels are now in motion. The Head Master has chosen to proceed with his plans with limited involvement from the High Centurion and us. Centurion Santina has been keeping a close eye on developments in the East.” Graguut turned his huge bulk and nodded to Santina. “Perhaps you would like to report.”

“Yes, Your Eminence. Prince Tolgarn is now moving back towards the Gap. He has supposedly bottled Prince Levan up in his city. Prince Melville has been snooping about. He has taken control of the defences at the Gap. He is one to watch. My analysis of the situation is that Prince Tolgarn and his combined forces of militia and Animoids will shortly attack the Gap.”

Graguut interrupted. “The question now is, will the Head Master use the Dark Terror in a combined attack on the Gap.”

Santina continued. “Talking of the Dark Ones, Your Eminence, Centurion Everett from Aerie has had an audience with the High Centurion. He was asking questions about who might be creating the thunderstorms for them. Almost implying some sort of Centurion involvement. Of course, the High Centurion dismissed the notion as fanciful.”

“Centurion Santos has gotten too close to the Head Master.” Graguut observed. “I’m not sure where his allegiance lies. Santina, I want you to get closer to Santos. Remind him of which sect he belongs.” Graguut turned to Rookardi. “You have been quiet since your return to Daarook. Rookardi, you seem to be distracted.” Graguut paused.

“Your Eminence, this renegade business. There are many questions unanswered. The young Prince Theodor is hiding something”.

“Enough of this. You will remain in Daarook. Once the Gap falls, I want you to be on hand ready to do as I command.” Graguut gave Rookardi a hard stare.

“Yes, Your Eminence.” Rookardi bowed to his leader.

Centurion Oban was also having a meeting in his rooms. It was with Centurions Donarto and Pryborg. “Are you sure the Head Master was trying to gain control of Ava’s mind?” Oban asked in disbelief.

“Yes, Your Eminence. I have been keeping a close eye on her and was able to interrupt his attempt. I have asked Ava to come to my rooms and I will instruct her on how to block him.”

“I hope you are wrong about the Head Master.” Oban commented. “Be careful. She is only young, even if we think she is a class three Elemental, she may not be ready for that sort of mind control.”

“Your Eminence, I think she is more than capable.” Donarto replied.

Oban changed the topic. “Things are moving rapidly in the East. Prince Tolgarn has amassed a considerable army. The Head Master is obviously using him as a pawn in his grand plan. The Gap will surely be attacked soon. Do they have any hope of holding the Gap?” His question was directed to Donarto.

“None, Your Eminence. Prince Melville is doing all he can to bolster the defences, but Prince Anastas is not willing to commit fully. He is fearful of what is to come afterwards.”

“I don’t blame him.” Oban agreed. He then turned to Pryborg.

“Pryborg, I don’t want you returning to the West. I know you are determined to uncover the renegade, but I need you here.”

“As you wish, Your Eminence.” He bowed his head as he thought. ’Pukavan will have to wait.’

Air Celebration

The Air House of Worship was built, in a gap of the surrounding wall, on the cliff next to the High School for Elementals. Many wind chimes and vanes adorned the outside of the building. On the back wall, there was a section that seemed to arc out over the cliff. Ava had wondered about that as she looked out from her window. It was another clear summers day. As Lorilee and Macee were leaving the room, Macee asked. “Are you and your friends going to the Air ceremony?”

Chereen was out of the room at the time. “I suppose so.” Replied Ava.

“Aren’t those ceremonies a bit boring? We’re going down into the Daarook township.” They disappeared out the door, not waiting for Ava’s reply.

A moment later, Chereen returned from the bathroom. “I see they have gone.” She climbed onto her bunk.

“Yes. They are going down into Daarook. Do you still want to see if we can get into the Air ceremony?” Ava asked.

“Sure. Why not?

“I don’t think the others were all that interested. I think Jacqueth was going with Conrad to practice water jets.”

“They’re keen. Let’s go to the Air House of Worship. We may not get in anyway.” Chereen observed.

The two girls made their way out of their room. It was a short distance to the Air House of Worship. A small crowd had gathered waiting for the procession of Centurions to arrive. As well as the constant sound of wind chimes, there was also a whistling noise coming from the Air House of Worship. Ava was interested to replace out why.

The main doors to the Citadel opened and the slow procession of Centurions started. More spectators had joined the crowd. Ava and Chereen had managed to push their way to the front and near the entrance to the House of Worship. Once the procession had passed through the entrance, the two girls made their way in with a number of others. It was standing room only. The girls wormed their way through until they found a spot where they could see the ceremony.

Centurion Atticus, the Head Priest of Air, was a very old man. He had little wisps of grey hair and was bent over considerably. He walked with the aid of a cane. He had positioned himself with an assistant at the far end of the large hall. The noise from the chimes was even louder now they were inside. The decorations were plain with the emphasis being on the sound coming from the chimes.

“Welcome Your Excellency’s, High Centurion and Head Master. Fellow Centurions and Elementals, you are all welcome to the Air House of Worship.” The girls could hardly hear Atticus over the noise. “My assistant, here will lead us in prayer.”

His assistant stepped forward and asked the congregation to join him in prayer. Many of the Centurions joined in and their voices lifted above the noise. Once the prayer was over Atticus continued. “We have all come together today to worship Air as part of the Duma. Today the twelve initiates must face a test of nerves before continuing on their journey to become a Centurion. Initiates come forward.” The group of initiates moved to the front of the watching crowd.

“Today is a good day. The wind is strong. Each initiate must take a leap of faith into our vortex.” Atticus pointed towards the back wall. There was a beam of light coming down through the ceiling. Ava could not quite see what he was pointing at. Atticus and his assistant walked over and they both reached into an urn sitting next to the wall. They then proceeded to throw, whatever they had picked up, over an area in the floor. The coloured particles flew straight up and out what now appeared to be a hole in the ceiling.

“Is there a hole in the ceiling?” Ava asked looking at Chereen. She shrugged her shoulders.

An Air Elemental standing next to them responded. “There are two holes. One in the floor, over the cliff and one directly above. The wind blows up through the holes, most of the time.” He gave the girls a wry smile.

“Do they have to jump over the hole in the floor?” Chereen asked.

“Into the Vortex. Not over it.” The Elemental replied. “If Air favours them they will not fall, but they will be lifted up and be safe.”

The initiates were now lining up to take their turn. Atticus blessed the first initiate before he leapt out spreadeagle over the hole in the floor. There was a collective gasp from the crowd as the initiate fell to floor level before being lifted up in the strong wind. He hovered there for a moment before the assistant grabbed his hands and pulled him back out of the vortex onto solid ground. There was applause and comments of approval from many of the watching Centurions.

Some of the initiates flew up high and it took some effort to catch them and bring them back down. One large initiate leapt into the vortex and disappeared. Passing down through the hole. There was stunned silence from the spectators. This was quickly followed by a roar as the initiate flew back up into the hall. Finally, the last initiate had successfully made the leap.

Atticus turned to the crowd. “Let us rejoice for today each has passed the leap of faith. Air in the form of wind brings us the seasons. We cannot live without the Air we breathe. Let us sing in praise to Air.” The congregation erupted into song.

At the conclusion of the song, Atticus recited another prayer and then ended the ceremony.

“By the Elements, live long and be blessed. Go now to the Citadel and celebrate.” He signalled to the High Centurion and the Head Master to lead the way.

Ava signalled to Chereen to hold back. She wanted to have a closer look at the hole. Once the hall had emptied, the girls tentatively made their way over to the back wall. As they got closer the whistling noise grew louder. The hole was about three metres in diameter. There was a small raised lip around it. The hole in the ceiling above was slightly smaller. Ava reached out over the hole with her hand and was amazed at the strength of the wind.

“Feel how strong that is.” She encouraged Chereen. She tentatively did the same and then quickly pulled her hand back. Ava bent over and looked down through the hole. The stream of air hit her in the face and forced her hair to fly up. There was a sheer drop of hundreds of metres to the valley floor below. She stepped back. “Wow, that is amazing. That would take some guts to leap out there.” Chereen nervously agreed. “Yep. Luckily I will never have to do that.”

The girls smiled at each other and headed back to the High School.

At lunch, they were joined by their other friends. Conrad was looking rather wet and he was sulking.

“What happened?” Mannes had only just joined them.

“His water control needs more work.” Jacqueth replied with a grin. “We were practising how far we could propel a water jet.”

“Okay, let’s change the topic. How was the Air ceremony?” Conrad didn’t want to talk about himself.

Ava sat forward excitedly. “The initiates had to do a leap of faith over a hole in the floor. A vortex of Air rushes up from the cliffs below and there is a corresponding hole in the ceiling to allow it to flow through.”

“Sounds scary.” Conrad observed.

“They hover over the hole and then they get pulled back to the ground. Some flew up and at least one initially dropped through the hole but he came back up. It was full-on.” Ava continued.

Mannes interrupted. “Yeah, I heard that some senior students are going to fly off the wall this afternoon.”

“What over the cliff?” Asked Chereen.

“That’s what I heard.”

“Now, that does sound really dangerous.” Conrad added.

The friends finished their lunch and agreed to go and have a look to see if people really were going to go flying off the wall.

When they left the building they went straight to the wall that ran along the Northside of the High School. The wall sat on the top of a sheer cliff. At one end of the wall the mountains rose up behind the High School and at the other end, there was a guardhouse which joined onto the back wall of the Air House of Worship. On the wall near the guardhouse, many students had gathered to see what was happening. The group of friends climbed a series of steps, built into the wall and joined the crowd. They managed to push their way through the crowd, to a position where they could see.

Two senior students, both Air Elementals, were standing on a parapet. Another senior student was preparing to climb up. He had a rope tied to one of his ankles. The other end was being held by another student, who was wrapping it around his waist. To the group’s surprise, the student with the rope around his ankles, climbed up and stood between the two Air Elementals. He gave them a signal and leapt off the wall over the cliff. Many of the onlookers cheered as he soared up and out over the cliff, spreadeagle tethered to the rope. The two Air Elementals were controlling the wind, to ensure he didn’t fall, but they also made sure he didn’t fly too high above the wall. He seemed to be screaming in delight, but Conrad wasn’t sure. “Is he screaming in fear or exhilaration?” He asked.

“Maybe both.” Said Mannes. “It looks dangerous, but I reckon that would be fun.” He smiled at his friends.

A senior student standing nearby commented. “You haven’t seen anything yet. He’s just Kiting. Watch what happens when an Air Elemental goes Wind Riding.”

Many in the group looked at each other and mouthed. ”Wind Riding.” The senior student pointed at a female Air Elemental, who was approaching the wall.

“Keep an eye on her.” He suggested. She was dressed in tight-fitting clothes and had a pair of goggles strapped to her head.

The student, Kiting, was pulled in by the rope and helped back on to the wall. Many were applauding his efforts. As he stepped down, the female with the goggles stepped up. No rope was tied to her ankles.

She dived off the wall and did a summersault, supported only by the wind blasting up from below. She proceeded to perform several different maneuvers. Each time the crowd roared its approval. To finish her routine, she performed another summersault and landed back on the wall. The two supporting students caught her. Cheers erupted all around. She stepped down from the wall and another student was ready to go Kiting.

Ava and the group stayed for the afternoon watching in amazement as numerous students took turns either Kiting or Wind Riding. As they headed back to their dorms, they bumped into Nikau, Millard and Tollo, all Air Elementals. They were excitedly chatting to each other after watching the Kiting and Wind Riding.

Nikau asked. “Ava. What do you think? Would you have a go at Wind Riding?”

“Sure. Give it a year or two. It would be cool.”

“Yeah. Something to aim for.” Agreed Millard

“You’re all mad. Leaping off a cliff. Not me.” Conrad commented. “Playing with water will do me fine.” They all had a bit of a laugh.

“I wonder what tomorrow’s Fire celebration will be like?” Mannes asked.

“I think they do some firewalking.” Suggested Tollo.

“That also sounds crazy.” Conrad added his concern.

“Well, I am certainly not going to miss seeing the celebrations.” Mannes ended the conversation as they reached their building. The evening meal was still a way off, so they headed for their dorms. Ava grabbed the old book, excused herself and headed for Donarto’s office.

Ava knocked on the door to the Centurions office.

“Come in.” Donarto was seated behind a large ornate desk as Ava gingerly entered and closed the door. He stood up and signalled for Ava to sit in one of two armchairs by the fireplace. He sat down in the other. Ava placed the book on her lap and sat a little uncomfortably.

“I sense you are a bit on edge. There is no need. I want to reassure you that I am here to help you. Now. I believe you are a class three Elemental. Elemental Esmae told me. Don’t worry she has not told anyone else and your secret, for the moment is safe.”

“I just didn’t want anyone to make a fuss.” Ava sat back just a little.

“Quite understandable. I am a class three Elemental too, and I deliberately keep my other Elements hidden from my colleagues. There may be a time when I will need to draw on my extra powers and I hope it would put someone else off balance.” Donarto half-smiled. He paused for a moment and looked at the fire.

“As you know, we all practice to master and control our inner glow. This enables us to better understand our Elements and draw on their power. As a class three Elemental there is another level of control. I will show you how and I must warn you that it is dangerous for someone so young to try this. However, from what I have seen and heard of you, I think you will cope. Do you have any questions?” Now he was looking at her closely.

“I’m not sure. What are the dangers?” Ava was hesitant.

“The power could overwhelm you. You could die.” Donarto was blunt. There was an awkward silence between them. “However, if you succeed, your powers will be significantly enhanced.” Donarto added.

“I’m willing to try.” Ava smiled nervously.

“Good. Relax, I will not ask you to try today. You need time to mentally prepare. When you come back tomorrow, then we will start. Tonight, I would like to explore that book you have found.” Donarto reached out his hand for the book. Ava breathed a sigh of relief and handed the book over to the Centurion.

“Have you had a look inside it yet?” Donarto asked as he sat back and opened the book.

“Only inside the cover and a few pages. There is a family tree.” Ava moved forward to the edge of her seat so she could see better.

Donarto held the book open, flat on his knees and studies the family tree. “Do you recognise any names of your ancestors?” He asked.

“Well, no. It stops just before the Animoid Uprising, Torwayn was crowned Prince of Tamplina after the High Prince of the West was killed, as he had no heir. Prince Torwayn’s name doesn’t appear in the family tree.” Ava pulled her seat a little closer.

“I see, but there is a name here that I do recognise.” Donarto pointed to a name at the bottom of the tree. “Elwood was Prince Towayn’s Grandfather.”

Under Elwood’s name, there were two lines and placeholders for two names, but none had been entered. Donarto pointed at the two empty spots. “I know their names. They were twin boys. I wonder why they have never been entered?”

“Who were they?” Ava was getting excited.

“Hugo and Henry. Hugo became a Centurion.” He looked up at Ava.

Ava was shocked. Her parents had never mentioned anything about a Centurion being one of their ancestors. “Why would my parents not have mentioned anything about this. All of our history books and my lessons only go back to the Animoid Uprising and there was never any mention of Elementals in our ancestry.” Ava was very puzzled.

“Sorry, you will have to ask your parents that.” Donarto turned over a couple of pages. “From my recollection of Centurion history, Hugo was outlawed by the High Centurion. He was hunted for many years and finally captured and killed. Maybe this book will shed some light on what happened.” He started to flick over the pages towards the back of the book.

“Find anything?” Ava was getting impatience and really wanted the book back.

“Here. You can read this.” Donarto handed the book back to Ava. She received it gladly and sat back with the book open on her lap.

“Hugo was one of the chief Centurion investigators and it says he was close to capturing one of the ‘Keepers’. In fact, it does say he did catch one of them.” Ava turned the page. “Look a picture of a magpie. It says her name was Margo. Did you know this?”

Danarto was looking at the fireplace and seemed preoccupied. “Only rumours. Many stories have been passed on from Centurion to Centurion in this place. It’s hard to know what is really true.” He turned to look at Ava.

She looked down at the book and read the next passage. “After Margo’s capture, it appears that accusations were levelled at Hugo, that he tried to help her escape.”

“That would have been why he was outlawed.” Donarto commented.

“Do you know anything about his twin, Henry?” Ava was searching the pages.

“I believe that he mysteriously died not long after Hugo was killed. Leaving your ancestor, Prince Torwayn orphaned at age 10.” Danarto stood up. “It’s dinner time, you should go to the dining hall. I think you should leave the book here for when you return tomorrow. I will do some more research for you.” He reached out for the book. Ava looked disappointed and hesitated for a moment. Eventually, she closed the book and passed it to Donarto as she stood up.

“See you tomorrow then.” Ava half smiled and headed for the dining hall. Donatro stood looking at the book for some time. ’So, the fate of Margo may lie within these pages.’ He pondered what he might replace.

Chereen and Jaqueth both noticed that Ava seem preoccupied during dinner. She didn’t join in their conversations and just picked at her food.

“Are you alright?” Jaqueth finally asked after a prod from Chereen.

“Yes. I’m fine. I just found out something interesting about my ancestors. I’m not sure what it all means.” Ava was deliberately vague.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Asked Chereen.

“When I have more information, I’ll fill you in.” Ava half smiled and stood up. “Time for bed I think.” She walked off leaving her two friends shaking their heads.

Fire Celebration

The Centurion Duma was coming to a climax. Day four was Fire celebration day. The fifth and final day would see the official induction of the new initiates to the Centurion Order. That day would then culminate in a grand dinner, held within the Citadel.

Centurion Graguut, head of one of the Centurion factions, was also the High Priest for the Fire Element. He had delegated the preparations for the Fire celebrations to other fire priests, as he deemed himself too important to get involved in the numerous activities required to be ready for the ceremony. He would take up his place at the head of the Centurion procession as usual but would lead the ceremony once all were inside the Fire House of Worship.

Ava and the other students had gathered outside the Fire House of Worship and now watched as the Centurion procession made its way from the Citadel. Once again, they were hoping to get inside and see the ceremony. Smoke started to waft out the main door to the House of Worship. Four Elementals came out of the door and emerged from the smoke. Each Elemental was holding a large plate or tray with leaves spread on top. The smoke was coming from the smouldering leaves. Two of the Elementals positioned themselves on one side of the entrance and two went to the other side. The Head Master and the High Centurion were now at the entrance and as they passed through they stepped up to one of the Elementals with a tray and used their hands to wave some smoke towards themselves and over their heads. They then continued into the House of Worship. The procession followed with each person repeating the process of waving the smoke over them. Once all of the procession had passed into the House of Worship, the four Elementals with the smoking trays followed.

Many from the watching crowd now proceeded to enter the House of Worship. Ava and her friends quickly scrambled through the entrance which was choking with smoke. Ava held her breath as she pushed through the cloud of smoke. Once inside she and her friends hurriedly found a spot that gave them a view of the ceremony. It was very warm inside with the main source of heat coming from a section of the floor. In the floor was a rectangular pit, which was full of hot glowing coals. The procession of Centurions had positioned themselves either side of the pit. Centurion Graguut was at the far end of the pit standing on a slightly raised floor. The group of initiates were standing at the pit closest to the entrance. They were all wearing tunics but had bare legs and arms.

Centurion Graguut raised one of his arms and a ball of fire erupted from his hand. This signalled the start of the ceremony. “Welcome Your Excellency’s, High Centurion and Head Master. Fellow Centurions and Elementals, we are gathered here in the Fire House of Worship to celebrate Fire. We are here today to witness the purification of the twelve initiates, before they take their final steps towards joining the Centurion Order. They have faced a number of challenges over the last three days, but today they must walk across the ash pit to receive their final blessing.” Graguut paused and shifted his massive bulk slightly.

“Fire brings light and heat. Fire Elementals do not fear it as we have mastered it. Walking across the ash pit will challenge the initiates to control their fear and come out unharmed. They can take comfort in the knowledge that all the Centurions before them and in this House of Worship have crossed unscathed. Let the crossing begin.”

The first initiate stepped into the pit and walked calmly across to Graguut. He stepped out seemly unscathed and stood directly in front of Graguut. The initiate stretched his arms out as Graguut placed one hand on the initiates head and with a ball of fire in his other hand, Graguut waved the ball of fire under the initiates outstretched arms. The flames just licking his underarms. Then the blessing was over and the initiate walked to one side and waited for the next to cross the pit.

Each initiate took their turn. Some walked slowly and calmly across the pit, others hastily walked across trying to spend as little time as possible in the coals. A couple of them had obviously been hurt, barely able to stand in front of Graguut to receive the blessing. After the blessing, they were quickly treated by an Earth Elemental and any burns or blisters were healed.

Graguut once again addressed the congregation. “Let us now rejoice and pray to Fire.” One of his assistant fire priests led the prayer. At the end of the prayer, the priest then led the congregation in song. When the congregation fell silent again Graguut concluded the ceremony. “By the Elements. The initiates have been purified. Now they are ready for their induction into the Centurion Order. Fellow Centurions and Elementals, let us now return to the Citadel.”

Ava and her friends quickly made for the entrance. Once outside Mannes couldn’t contain himself. “Wow. That was amazing. None of them flinched. It must have hurt.”

“The fire Elementals would surely have used their own fire to protect themselves.” Chereen commented.

Later after lunch, Ava returned to Donarto’s office. She was a bit apprehensive about what would happen this time. Once again they sat in the armchairs by the fireplace.

“I have been doing some digging into both Centurion Hugo and the ‘Keeper’ Margo. I have found other resources and books that I had not thought to look for in the past. I can now understand why your father and his ancestors are so anti-Centurion. Your family would view what happened to Centurion Hugo and his brother Henry as a betrayal and a slight on the family name.”

“Can you tell me what happened?” Ava was not sure of Donarto’s intentions.

“Yes, to a point. High Centurions have always pursued the ‘Keepers’, determined to reclaim the ancient Elemental Gems. Hugo was a senior Centurion and fully committed to replaceing ‘Keepers’. And he did. However, at some point, Hugo and his brother met a person and everything changed. It was too late to save Margo because Hugo had already brought her to the Centurion Order. Hugo’s subsequent attempt to free her failed and he was condemned. He and his brother joined the ‘Keepers’ and became a major issue for the Centurion Order. The ‘Keepers’ have always kept a low profile as a way of protecting their identities. Centurion Hugo didn’t want to lay low, he wanted bold action and it led to his capture.” Donarto paused.

“What about Margo?” Ava asked.

“Well, I have uncovered some interesting information. Do you know the Head Master has a close advisor?” He gave Ava a side glance.

“Everybody at the school talks about the Vulture. Is that who you mean?”

“Yes. Elbert is a Medium Animoid and has been the confidant to every Head Master since who knows when. I discovered that he was put in charge of interrogating Margo. I think he killed her as there is no record of any outcome and she seems to have just disappeared.”

“What about the gem?”

“Nothing. If it had been recovered, I’m sure there would be some record of it. But so far I have found nothing.” Donarto seemed to be relieved. Ava sat digesting all that Donarto had told her. Eventually, she said. “When I see my parents again I will ask them about Hugo and Henry.”

“Now. Are you willing to further your mind control?” Donarto changed the topic.

“Yes.”

“Good. Once again I will warn you this is dangerous, but I am here to guide you and you can stop any time you want.” He gave her a half-smile.

“Okay, begin your normal breathing and mind control. Reach in and take control of your inner Elemental power.” Donarto sat back and watched. He also began his normal routine.

Ava was now very proficient at accessing and controlling her inner glow.

Donarto spoke to her in a soft voice. “In your lessons, your teacher would have let you expand your glow in a controlled way. They train students to never let it get out of control. However, for a class three Elemental, we need to fully expand and fill our bodies with our power. Only then can we see beyond to the next level and reach our full potential.”

Ava had her eyes closed concentrating on his words.

“Ava, I need to hold your hand. It’s just a precaution. Once you master your control, you will not need my assistance.” He reached his hand out to her.

Ava tentatively reached out and took his hand. It was warm and his grip was firm. “I am ready.” She whispered.

“Release the glow and let it slowly fill your body. Keep it slow. Don’t rush it.” He paused and waited for her to follow his instructions.

Ava felt a tingling sensation in her hand as her grip tightened around Donarto’s hand. Her breathing became erratic and the power was starting to overwhelm her.

“Don’t resist it.” It felt like Donarto was whispering in her ear. “Now, look beyond the glow.”

“I can’t. It’s too much.” Ava was beginning to panic. She felt flushed and uncomfortable.

“Bring your breathing back under control. Refocus and look again.” Donarto urged her one more time.

Ava was almost at the point of fainting when suddenly a cooling wave of air flowed over her and there it was. It was like a simmering diamond, almost blinding.

“Now reach with your other hand and hold it. Feel the power.” Donarto whispered.

“It feels amazing. I can see all four Elements.” Ava was euphoric.

“Yes, they are there waiting for your command. But for now, you must come back.”

“I don’t want too.”

“I know, but you are young and it will exhaust you. You need to take small steps and build up your strength.” Donarto was insistent.

Ava reluctantly released the diamond and pulled back. She sat back in her chair and collapsed. She still held Donarto’s hand. She turned to look at him. “Will I be able to do that on my own?”.

“Yes, but for now I am here to help you.” He released his grip and their hands fell apart. “It’s late. If you hurry, you might still get some food in the dining hall. I will see you again, but not tomorrow. There is a banquet I must attend.” Donarto stood up and indicated that Ava should go. Ava slowly eased herself out of the chair and walked to the door. “Thank you.” Then she was gone.

The Duma Ends

The closing celebration on day five of the Centurion Duma was held before a grand banquet in the Citadel. All the Centurions and many Elementals had filled the Citadel, including the final year students from the High School. The High Centurion was seated on the raised dais flanked by Centurions Graguut and Oban. The initiatives were lined up in front of the dais.

Each of the initiates was called forward and given a purple robe with sleeves coloured with their two elements. Centurion Graguut presided in handing over the robes to the five Centurions joining his sect. Oban did the same for the six joining his sect. The High Centurion Gintaras presented the independent initiative with her robe. Gintaras then proceeded to bless all twelve as new Centurions and then the initiative recited the Centurion oath of allegiance to the Order.

The Citadel erupted as everyone roared their approval at the conclusion of the ceremony. The new Centurions would receive their posting from their sect leaders in the coming days. Gintaras then announce that the banquet would begin.