Chapter 74.1- Doom Days
Added 2025-10-26 19:32:42 +0000 UTCThe day the seventh month died began like any other. I woke up and stretched, preparing myself to head out to begin the day’s first duelling session. After weeks of training— more like months with all the time that we had passed in the time turner, I’d managed to get Nicholas to begin moving. But if I had thought that getting him to move would make things easier from me, then I was far from wrong.
But still, I could feel it with every training session. I was getting that tiny bit sharper, my spells were moving that tiny bit faster, my shields were lasting that tiny bit longer. Gradual improvements scaling off of and working off of each other were seeing to it that even if I couldn’t beat him yet, I knew that my self from the beginning of the summer would be easy prey.
I cleaned and freshened up with a wave of my wand before reaching for the potions on my nightstand. I chugged two down and stood, heading down to the beach where I knew Nicholas would be waiting. He matched the strenuous schedule I was setting with an ease that almost embarrassed me. How could I be tired when a man so much older was doing just the same I was doing, and probably doing it on less sleep. Because he was still working on his own projects even as we worked on this.
And whenever I arrived to begin the day, he was there waiting, energetic as usual. At least that was usually the case. This time, he wasn’t there. I arrived at the beach and there was no Nicholas Flamel to speak of. Was he late, I wondered. I conjured a beach chair, sitting down to enjoy the view best I could.
