The Golem Mage

# at the Gordons clan#

George Gordons, the Patriarch of the Gordons clan, floated above the Gordons House, facing another Old looking man wearing a red robe adorned with the Blaze Clan Insignia.

"And to what do I owe this visit?" George inquired,

his gaze meeting the silent smiles of the old mages before him.

"I must admit, I am quite surprised that you were able to detect me, this fast, It seems you hold many secrets, am even confident enough to enter the Royal household undetected as long as I never entered the deep zones ," the man spoke, his tone laced with intrigue. @@novelbin@@

"But As soon as I entered your clan’s range, I’m sure you already sensed my presence and came straight away," George responded.

"Nevertheless, let’s get straight to the point, I have come to take our young miss back, cause I have learned that she is in your clan," the man stated.

"And who has convinced you of such a falsehood?" George asked, irritation seeping into his voice as he felt slighted by the enforcer sent by the Blaze Clan.

"Oh, I can assure you that you don’t want to provoke me, If you do, I won’t hesitate to demolish the place you and your puny clan call home," the man threatened.

"We have received information that our young miss was amongst the mages who defended this city during the Beast Wave and the Blood Moon war that just passed, There is no way we will allow her to stay another day here," the Enforcer said.

"If you refuse to heed my command, I won’t hesitate to follow through with my threats," the enforcer of the Blaze Clan warned, his face losing its previous smile and turning into a frown.

He raised his right hand up, conjuring up a massive fireball that seemed capable of obliterating anything it touched, just to show how serious he was. Discover hidden tales at NovelBin.Côm

As the temperature rose with the intensity of the flames, the mages within the Gordons clan, who had initially been oblivious to the presence of a foreign mage, finally became aware that they had an unexpected visitor.

"Don’t mess with me!" George Gordons declared, unsheathing his katana as earth element particles began to float around him, as he prepared to defend against the fire ball incase it was launched at the Clan House.

Simultaneously, fire element particles began to move towards the enforcer from the Blaze Clan.

"You are indeed talented," the enforcer admitted, acknowledging the George’s power.

"It’s not often that a Tier 7 Mage can match my Mana output, I now understand how you were able to cross realms and defeat the mages of the Dark Guild, that attacked Your clan."

"However," the enforcer responded,

a blazing red tattoo appearing on his body, transforming into a complete Spirit armor set.

"If this is all you possess, you should still humble yourself and refrain from challenging an Ancient clan, Your foundations are not yet capable of such a feat."

The moment the amor appeared the fire element particles around him grew more dominant than the earth elements, almost consuming them.

"Ah, a complete Spirit Equipment set," George murmured, feeling helpless as he faced the mage in front of him.

The mage, now fully clad in heroic red armor with golden rims, now held a massive fireball two times the size of the previous one and was still brimming with power.

George realized he wouldn’t be able to stop the fireball again.

Yet, the threat to his clan’s safety fueled his anger, making him unable to retreat from the confrontation, as he was ready to risk grave injury to stop that Huge Fireball

"That is enough! I will go back with you," a feminine voice called out.

Upon hearing the voice, the enforcer retracted his mana, and instantly canceling the enormous fireball.

His armor returned to its tattoo form before slowing disappearing into his body.

"Young miss, forgive me for resorting to extreme measures, but The old master was insistent on bringing you back at all costs," the enforcer explained.

The enforcer bowed towards Aurora Blaze, but she ignored him, focusing her attention on the Grand Elder of the Gordons clan.

They were all outside now, concerned about the enormous elemental spell hanging above their clan house.

"Please help me deliver a message to Alec," Aurora requested.

"Tell him to find me in the capital if he ever reaches the High Rank Realm, There are things I need to tell him, things that require certain precautions. I hope you understand and allow him to receive the message." The Grand Elder simply nodded while giving his saintly vibes.

"Let’s go!" Aurora commanded the enforcer.

He bowed in response and summoned a massive demonic bird with fiery red wings, signifying its fire attribute.

Standing atop the bird, they took off from Estonia city.

Witnessing their departure, George Gordons cursed under his breath.

"I will make that bastard pay!" George swore, feeling the mental energy of various mages from Estonia City attempting to pry into the Gordons clan with their mana.

The large fireball they had witnessed must have made them all uncomfortable.

Their only solace was knowing that no one in the Gordons clan possessed such power.

The strongest in the Gordons clan were all earth affinity mages, unable to cast Flame spells at that magnitude.

"This only happened because the city lord was absent, there is no way the Blaze Clan enforcer would act that way, showing off his powers, if the City Lord was still around, they don’t mess with the Dragonmirs " the Grand Elder remarked, trying to appease George’s raging anger, though his efforts appeared futile.

"We don’t need that hypocrite, All I know is that the Blaze Clan individual will pay for their actions, I don’t care if I have to reveal some things to make that happen."

The Patriarch declared his decision, but the Grand Elder stepped forward and blocked his path.

"Don’t!" the Grand Elder exclaimed.

"You haven’t been thinking clearly ever since what happened to Old Third, Sometimes, you have to let things go."

"I am not like you, Samuel!, You’ve always been the rational one," the Patriarch retorted.

"I will come with you before you do something foolish," the Grand Elder stated, following the Patriarch back into the clan hall.

The Fourth Elder glanced at the Fifth Elder, who was affectionately petting his tiger golem, and shook his head.

He reluctantly trailed behind the Patriarch and the Grand Elder.

"What a hassle!, Now I have to go along too," the Fifth Elder grumbled, giving a gentle pat to the tiger golem’s rear as it dashed forward.