A Story (Part 7)

Dear readers,

Part 1 to part6 is the first chapter. I didn't know that this can be so long when I was writing part 1. This is my first novel, anyway.

Chapter 2

Beckor and Lythia got to the hunting area and hid behind the cactus bushes. Soon, a large, red bird covered with fire came and flew in circles, hunting for food. Lythia pushed some arrows into Beckor's hands and wrote in his palm, Shoot it when it is time. Beckor waited and waited. When the bird took a turn around in the air and dove as if it saw a worm, Beckor quickly shot and arrow through the air.
Whoosh!

The arrow was quick, but the bird was even quicker. Without looking, it raised its long, beautiful tail and hit the arrow, turning it into ashes. Lythia sighed and took out another bow and several arrows, and waited patiently. Soon, a blue, icy bird flew out of nowhere, and shot some sharp, long ice at the fire bird. The fire bird quickly melted one and dodge one. Seeing her chance, Lythia shot an arrow through the air. It flew through an ice, which was right beside the fire bird, became covered with ice, and flew straight at the bird.

The fire bird blew fire at the arrow, but instead of turning into ashes, the ice on it only melted. It opened its mouth to turn the arrow into ashes, but was too slow. The arrow went through the bird's mouth and head, and it stopped burning immediately, falling.

Now it's your turn Lythia wrote in Beckor's palm. You don't need to use an arrow this time. Just hunt the bird down. Surprised, Beckor saw that the bird was still flying in the air. Beckor dipped his sword into the oil, climbed up a tree, and leaped at the bird as it flew near him. He grabbed its long tail with his left hand. The bird flew up and down several times to make Beckor fall off, but he held still. The bird took a sudden dive near the bird. Beckor sliced the fire bird with his sword, using the heat left on the bird to light on the oil.

The bird struggled even harder to break free when it found that Beckor's sword was on fire. Quickly, Beckor swung himself onto its back, and drove it down towards the desert ground. The blue, icy bird couldn't do anything but obey and dove., The boy stuck his sword into its neck as it got close to the ground.

Psss! The bird defrosted and fell, and the fire on the sword was gone because of the cold. "Nice move," said Lythia, rubbing off the ice from Beckor's armor.

Lythia went to pick up the birds while Beckor wiped off the oil. On the way back, Lythia explained to Beckor about the birds. "These are half-magical creatures. Magical animals can summon all the ancient elements and the elements on the table, but the half-magics can only summon a few kinds."
"What do you mean?"
"For example, this red half-magic can only summon fire. It can summon carbon and oxygen, or potassium and oxygen. This blue one can only summon things that are normally liquid or gas, but only in solid form."
"Like, it can't summon gas oxygen, but only in solid form?"
"Normal blue half-magics would do that when you grab them, but not this one."
"Why not?"
"That's because these two are from the armies of Mid, look." She pointed at a place at the back of the birds' necks, there were two small pentagrams.
"What are those?"
"They are the symbol of Mid's army. Mid printed these on them when they get into the army. Mid also use them to suck powers from its army, so it can break its spell and torture the world again."
"So that's why the birds can't summon the things that needs a lot of powers?"
"Yep. By the way, though we aren't creatures with magic talents, we can still perform some magic under certain situations."