Arcane Powder Fanart 소설 & 이야기

The scent was biting, very earthy, and metallic, like dried blood on sand. Elora flinched but didn’t pull away, causing him to smile. Azrion held the powder in his palm, whispering an incantation in the Old Tongue. “Saere luma, vidar ethra, telas mori.” and then blew the powder into her face. Elora’s head jerked back, as her breath caught in her throat. She couldn’t tell what had unnerved her the most. The smell, or the violent visions that seized her mind once she took in a breath.

Arte pursed her lips, eyes gazing at Raven, who sat eating like a well-oiled machine. After dinner, Raven did as she said she would, and everyone went to do their own thing. Arte followed Ayame to do an Alchemy lesson, which went swimmingly. Aside from the fact that her nose was tingling with disgust at the smell of the ponticus vine. It was a rancid smell, something that would stick with you for years to come and invade your dreams, turning them into nightmares.

Other than Arne, even those who did not want to admit that fact had been forced to. Even the disciples of the Deer Pavilion behind Arne had slowly accepted the truth. Time flashed by, and the stage was quickly cleaned up. Fane steadily walked up the stage again. This time, the crowd was exceptionally quiet. Everyone was already looking at Fane with a different expression. The caretaker took out another black scroll. After opening the scroll, five new beast images were shot into the air. Fane looked up at those beasts in detail. Fane was thankful that he recognized two out of the five beasts this time. The first was a coral drake that was on the rightmost end, while the nine-tailed scarlet fo

SOMETHING ticklish behind Ara's ear woke her up from her slumber. She's greeted by a handsome soft smile with a pretty white set of teeth. Grayish eyes peering down her morning face. Suddenly aware of her morning stars she covered her face. Her breath must have stunk too! "Why are you covering your face?" Vanluke asked grinning. Damn it, why does he look like a supermodel so early in the morning while she probably looks more like a zombie who just came out of a grave.

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“They’re still trying to figure out how to get past his control.” Arkyn is silent for a moment, his eyes locked on Zane, assessing him. Then he nods. “Alright. We’ll need to figure out how to counter this spell. Legion, reach out to your grandmother. See if she knows anything about reversing this kind of magic.” Legion nods, though his gaze is still locked on Zane, like he’s waiting for an excuse to tear him apart. Zane shifts nervously, his eyes flicking toward the door, as if he’s waiting for someone to come in and stop him from talking.

Stumbling back, I crouched down, ready to attack, “What in the name of Loki are you doing? Go now before I change my mind and kick you, sorry little ass!” Arcane stood between us, blocking my view of her, and his eyes bored into mine. His fingertips had turned to long black talons, and almost black eyes focused only on me. Why the fucking hell did his beast interfere in this!?

Once they’re in place, he pulls out a lighter and some white powder. "Now, this is Amarith powder. It is specially made by mages to detect whether two people are related. If they are, the flame will turn blue, and if they’re not, it will turn black." Charles begins to explain as he pours some oil onto the plate and lights it on fire.

Yet, what I beheld within caused my jaw to drop in astonishment as if it had detached from my face and plummeted to the floor below. [You have acquired the Arcane Tower blueprint] “Huh?” [Arcane Towers, also known as Arcane Turrets, are Constructs forged from Mana ore, crafted to safeguard cities within ancient civilizations. Immobile and formidable, these towers serve as sentinels, relentlessly targeting any creature that dares to approach.] [Armed with potent abilities, Arcane Towers unleash antimagic rays that pierce through any form of physical or magical defence, rendering conventional barriers futile in the face of their onslaught.]

Leon raised Owen face and wipe the tears on his eyes as he said. "Once we get married, there's no running away, no hiding, and most especially... No more ARCANUM.." He landed a sweet kiss on Owen's lips when the one he only love nodded his head. ~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~ Author wants to thank those readers who never stopped reading it until this time. For my editor. And for Lord who never stopped giving me ideas. I love you all!!