LOGIN---> if you are interested in my work, please check out my novel The Starving Vulture. Available on Amazon, $3.99 for the Ebook and $14.95 for the Paperback https://www.amazon.com/Starving-Vulture-Miguel-Monta%C3%B1a/dp/1951150899<--------- Aster Likaya is a Battle Mage of the Zeraph Republic. Raised in a military family, she was destined for a life on the front. As a Battle Mage she has mastered the art of Controlling. A simple but effective kind of magic that is necessary when one bonds and commands the essential robotic warmachines of her world. The Gearbanes. And now, she is a Captain. But much to her surprise, she is not handed a company but a unit of stoic and silent soldiers that call themselves DragonWolves. Her second in command, is Lieutenant Able Froster, young but grim faced soldier who has seen combat since he was barely a boy. For their first mission, they are given a simple task. Retrieve an agent of the Republic who is lost in the vast swampland known as the Suha Marshes. Little do they know, that they are not the only factions searching for the man. For in the Suha Marshes, hunt the cannibalistic Birchmen and the Kolysian pirates. All eager for the prize the agent carries. This is the world of Likaya and Froster. Dominated by machines powered by magic, weapons ignited by runes and wars fought over ancient relics forged by a forgotten past. Welcome to Likaya's Wolves.
View MoreClutching his staff, he drew upon the energies of the land. Seeping away at the remaining essence of his minimal verdure surroundings. He reached out further, away from the town. Further away from the ruined brick of the town, and emptied bones of the fallen Xanthites. He had to go further. Into the marshes.His magic touched the reeds, the lilies and the grass. Once his power touched them, he took their blessings. Seeping their life from their form. Turning what was once green and lively into nothing but a dying husk. Rejuvenated, he stands straight. Ready for the phase of the battle.The Druids moved first, slinking away in a haze of dusty and leaves. Moving deeper into the streets, they fired crossbows and hurled wreckage. The Fangsworn stayed, tossing javelins and charging without abandon. Their stronger variants, the leaders of the pack had retreated. Leaving the plasma fodder for the Kolysians.Ergonus cast his energies upon his surroundings, forcing floral growth to emerge from
The town square was the center of the conflict. The whistle of pirate plasma and the crack of their skelemek automatons rang high, all while the Fangsworn’s roars echoed as their Druids cast bizarre but powerful spells. Kolysians clashed with all the unorganized rabble of their pirate profession, backed up the more stoic movement and patterns of their veteran comrades.The Fangsworn rushed ahead, with javelins hurled as they ran from cover to cover. Massive blocks of stone and earth would emerge from the ground. Summoned by their Druid’s impressive magic.From edge of the Birchman line, Likaya spotted their target. The staff carrying Druid who had yanked her back into the damned town. Ergonus, was the name Froster overheard. When the pair slew one of the Druids, this Ergonus took that as a personal slight and hunted the squad. Chasing them down with a devastating Lightning Caller.The Druid was small when compared to his companions, he stood in stark
The rain soon fell weak, allowing the two a bit more space as the drains flowed less. But much time had passed, and the weariness had taken the better of them. “I have a plan.” Likaya announced, the weakness had left her voice and there wasn’t much strain as she moved to show Froster a map of the town.“The post office, there are sprites there. We had Brasidas scout for them remember?”“Are they messenger worthy?”“Not sure, I’ll assume yes but we can always spruce them up. We send them a message, confirming our survival. Then we set a rally point for Richardson and take the last working boat on the western docks.”Froster nodded in agreement.“We move as soon as we heal. So an hour perhaps?” Seemed too long, but he did want the rest.“Yes mam” He agreed.A silence fell upon the pair, one laced with enough serenity and
The Druid’s power was unexpected, the vortex it had created had sent the Kolysians into a panicked retreat towards Orobar Hill’s empty streets. While vineborn tendrils of the Druid’s lash had hurled the Lieutenant and the Captain back towards the ruined towns. There was a crack moment when the officers sensed what had to be done and had unleashed a torrent of telekinetic blasts to dampen their fall. They crashed onto a small shed a cloud of dust and splinters erupted. Froster’s hands were weak beyond measure, a spiking headache had bit onto his skull. A lifetime of training and experience led him to committing to a well timed forward roll that broke his fall. Keeping the momentum he stands up, searching for Likaya under the soot and debris. His eyes stung and a bruising pain stuck to his left side. His blast staeve was damaged, the hammer shattered a






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