บททั้งหมดของ MAGE WARS: Sword of Solace: บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

I think he might be injured. And he is losing a lot of blood!” “Quickly then! We have to get clear off this battlefield and tend to him!” Tyndale was surprisingly outmatching the duo of Daito and Jericho in certain moments. He flung a blast towards the beast and tackled Daito to the ground. Pinning him to the muddy floor. As Daito struggled to free himself of the stranglehold, Tyndale groaned at him, “You will fall. Just like the rest of the enemies who have dared to challenge me! I feared the dark benders once, but now, with your suppressed powers you haven't even touched the surface of what you can do. You're weak!” Jericho’s dropped down on all fours, switching his posture. He charged towards the two and his teeth gripped Tyndale's cloak, dragging him backward. He let go of Daito and reached for the laces on his chest that were holding the cloak in place. He tore down the knot and released the cloak allowing him to get back on his feet. Jericho spat out the cloth and leaped to

Who... who are you?" He was questioned by Alicia. They also seemed to be tired. He approached her and removed the robe that was already draped around her head back onto his neck. From behind Alicia, Slejj emerged. "That was too easy." He added on to the conversation. "Either this isn't the village we talked of, or it can't be the one that was causing all those deaths." Dai replied. The fact that they were avoiding her was beginning to irritate Alicia. "Hey! I asked you a question! Who are you and wh..." She felt a surge of nausea rush through her. Her head was pounding, and the world around her was blurring. She became unable to move her body and began a clumsy descent to the ground, only to be broken by Daito, who grabbed her just in time. She wrapped her arms around his shoulder, attempting to regain her balance and stand up, but her eyelids began to close in on themselves. She was rapidly losing Finally, the snapping of dry leaves and the splitting of branches from shrubs

blocking her "That's the wrong way darling," he said, puckering his hands. Alicia punched him but ended up with sore knuckles, she decided to reach for her sword and swung it hard, but turned out cutting a green mist. Strider reappeared behind her and booted her from the back, she senselessly sprawled to the ground. She turned back and poured all her emotion towards a wild swing which ended up being a lucky shot. The blade of the sword lit up with a bright stroke of light and managed to hit Strider, sending him gliding across the room. Even he was surprised, but he managed to conjure up another portal that swallowed him and spit him back in the same orientation. He tackled Alicia and sent her falling, landing awkwardly the fact that she didn't break her hand or get impaled by the sword was a miracle on its own. She slid across the room, halting close to where Drom lay, before she could check up on him she found herself losing consciousness, ultimately shutting her eyes and drifting a

“They seek to remove obstacles along their way. Obstacles are people who are strong enough to foil their plans. Either you join them, or they eliminate you. That is what they did to the two strongest people from this kingdom. The dark bender joined them, the king refused, and he was to be killed. They wanted to break the covenant in order to continue their next phase… but you seemed to have slowed them down.”“How?!”“They would have continued with the second phase of their plan straight after the invasion, but they did not account for you to renew the covenant. The covenant cycle still stands Alicia, meaning the king is still alive!” The atmosphere in the room shifted immediately.“Stop your lies!”“Honestly how many times do I have to tell you I have nothing to gain from lying to you. Think about it. You have been staying inside these walls for five good years after the invasion. The only reason you haven't been attacked by Tyndale is the same reason why you haven't attacked him….

WALLS OF NORTH ANGUSStanding at the peak of one of the hills poking out of the surface they eyed the dying lights of the city. Slowly the flickering lights died down, it was midnight, the villagers were shutting their windows, traders were blowing out their candles, the night sky informed them it was time to sleep.Dakario stood beside his king. A few steps beside them stood the feminine figure, surrounded by eight other ladies armed to the teeth. The vurhanil king swiped at the buzzing flies aviating over the piece of stake he had in his hand. He hoisted it with both hands and sunk his rusty teeth into it, ripping off a hulky chunk. Jawing on the meat, he licked his lips cleaning off the blood.“Midnight, it is time. Tell them to surround the walls.” the vurhanil king said, pointing a ragged bone towards Darakio.“ Yes master,” Dakario said, turning to the thousands of vurhans loitering in the valley beneath. Dakario rolled down his eyelids and lowered his brows in concentration. Al