Armored Mage Novels & Stories

“Your own servants, fine clothing, wealth... Many rewards if you comply with the Queen’s wishes.” “And what are those wishes?” I wondered. The mage nodded to the Queen, who looked over my shoulder. The doors to the chamber were opened and two armoured guards dragged a filthy young man between them. He struggled, muscles straining against the torn cloth of his top and the ragged edges of his trousers. Half ogre, I thought, from his size. He threw back his head with a roar, managing to free his arm from one of the armoured men. A blow to his head sent him staggering, and they bound his arms behind him before forcing him to his knees at my side. He met my eyes with defiance.

Just when I thought I was winning, Xavier pushed me back harder till I landed on the ground heating my head. Nyx winced in pain blood sizzling down. *You think you are strong huh?” His voice was loud in my head. I growled as his claws scratched my fur. Nyx snared in pain trying to fight back but his grip was tight. “You are no Enigma… Once an Omega always an Omega, don’t you ever forget that.” His canines sunk into my throat, Nyx howling in pain as everything started fading. "Sage..." I whispered as though I could feel him but couldn’t tell.

No evening birds sending their eerie calls into the failing light. No sign of life other than these vicious beasts. There were two mages working against their far greater numbers. It took me only a moment to realize that the mages were Hawk and Magus, the mages Warlord had helped escape the Guild under the condition they find and protect his sister and send him word. Hawk wielded a blue light that fed his power. Magus’ was green. But trying to determine who they were actually fighting against was impossible to pinpoint. There’s far too many wolves here to tell which are on which side.

Ideal for blending in the marshlands. Once she was suited up, she tested the shield runes once more. Addressing integrity and strength, measuring the maximum capability of the cogs and pistons of her armor’s structure. As a Battle Mage she was expected to augment and enhance her soldier’s capabilities. And of course, cast the most stubborn of static defensive spells. “All ready” Aster inspects her two swords before sheathing them.

It was large and heavy, and made entirely out of stone, just like the armor was. This was Deus Armis – the Armor of the Gods. It was a powerful King Lease that allowed one to be clad in the forces of chaos. It was one of the ultimate sources of protection. This Lease manipulated the area around to produce a set of protective gear and an offensive weapon of your choosing. Today, Mane chose a sword. Maybe tomorrow he will choose a hammer. The platform here was the raw material manipulated by the Lease in this scenario. And even more amazing was that the Lease maintained the armor’s connection to the platform, which meant that even if it was breached it would be repaired, just like the platform

“What…what is it?” Xavier tried to calm me while he demanded. “Tell us what’s so bad about being a mage and a wolf?” The healer shook her head, frown lines marring her forehead. “It’s not Alpha. It’s not good at all.” She looked up and added. “Mage Wolves are considered to be the harbingers of death. They are a creature of myths like we are to the humans. And if she is one, then…” I knew this implication. It had been directed towards me many times. The trailing offs, the unsaid words that did not mean anything positive.

finally shift. I went to look up and the person carrying me and was shocked to see it was the man from earlier, his tattoos were visable at his shirt edge showing me that he was most likely covered in them, his hair cut was so much different then the men around here, the sides were shaven to the skin but long on the top; I couldnt help but notice a scar running down his jaw. This man was very much my type, old style warrior vibes flowed from him and dam was it sexy. He probaly saw me as a weakling but I couldn't help but be thankful he didnt seem to noice me looking at him because I really liked the view. "Rouge." His voice startled me as he suddenly looked down at me his eyes I thought wer

“They’re part of a clan that’s been at war with the wolves for centuries.” He held up the card, and its surface began to glow with a faint, ethereal blue light. “Thou respond to my call, for who am I your owner. Lend me strength—come forth, Ari!” The card disintegrated into sparks, and in its place appeared a girl whose form shimmered like a mirage. She merged with Dale, her energy flowing into him until his body was encased in a suit of radiant armor. His sword, now glowing with an intense blue light, hummed softly as he took a defensive stance.

Even at full speed, it was hard for him to be out of the attacking range. "Evil will never triumph over good. You are not going to kill anyone today." As he glared at the giant ghost, Master Magaera yelled angrily. His divine power continued to flow from his body. "God Armor." A split second later, Master Magaera cast a spell with insane divine power pouring from his body. The divine power agglomerated quickly into gold and red armor. He charged at the giant ghost. Boom! Master Magaera and the giant ghost knocked each other down and made a loud banging sound in the blink of an eye. The giant ghost and Master Magaera's gold and red armor shattered.

I possessed one myself, the deadly swords would penetrate and leave anyone that was cut by the blade paralyzed for years. The strongest wolves, the leaders of my troops are going to get an extremely powerful stamina boost, the reason for it; is the one and only Mage. So far with all the trials and experiments, I did on my men, even though it's a tiny part of Mage in them.No one lasts more than 5 minutes. We're still going with it, my men will just have to endure it for 5 minutes. Mage will keep moving to different men as soon as 5 minutes are over, so no one dies.5 minutes is less, but strength is no ordinary stamina boost. This is Mage.