The Art of Magic

Prologue

'Ah...''I wonder when it was my fate was sealed.'Heh... Never thought that my death would be this miserable.'Can't complain I guess...'She thought as she lay on the cold desert sands at night. She watched herself bleed out, smirking towards the enemies that surround her.Away from any help, no rescue in sight. A lone shadow standing tall against the barrels with a metallic gleam of death. Her wounds that make death's grip even tighter. Her bloodied clothes and shivering body lay on the cold sands.Although they have her at their mercy, they still didn't deal the finishing blow. They stood still as if waiting for something.The Desert sands were slowly being dyed red, from the blood that flowed from the corpses that surrounded them, and her own blood of course.The entire area was silent, her enemies stood still, observing her every movement, every muscle that twitched even for a fraction of a second, they would fire at a moment's notice.Not because of the weapon she wields, but b