A blinding flash of light lit up the night as the general flew backward, unconscious.

The witch cackled, sparks flying from her fingertips as her minions looked on in their black robes.

"You killed the general!" A soldier cried, breaking the spell of silence over the army as he charged forward.

The witch laughed wickedly once more and a cloud of smoke blew up from the ground, and when it cleared, she was gone.

The general lay there on the ground as one of the soldiers tried helplessly to revive him, but it was too late.

Magic had killed the general.

Later that day, the king made a decision that would affect history for the rest of Stegalla.

"Magic must be banned. It's too dangerous."

"Anyone caught will be executed."

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One of the minions stayed behind and crept back to the scene. She knew magic was not evil, and the lead witch had gone astray.

She watched as the first of a long line of magic offenders was killed wrongly, and turned away, unable to watch the future of Stegalla be ruined.

Magic held the key to Stegalla, and without it they could never be in harmony.

How do you guys like it so far? I only have time to write this part before I go to bed, tomorrow or the day after will begin the write until you can't no more phase! This part feels weird, and I might drastically change it later after all the pieces fall into place, but it's a good start I think.