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On a normal day, that would have made me chuckle but I was too tired to even form a proper smile so I just shrugged it off whilst walking to my room. But Violet had other plans. She was on my tail. I pulled the death called heels from my aching feet and continued to strip. "Since nothing happened, just tell of his appearance". This earned her a blank stare. "Come on Kris. At least give me some little juicy details to keep me alive till tomorrow". She whined dramatically. "He's not that hot". And right there is a big fat lie. He was fucking hot. Even better than a Greek god. He's grown his hair a little longer than it was but it was well groomed. His sharp jawline was covered with perfectly s

Azarias raised his eyebrow mischievously. She tilted her head to the side and patted her chest proudly. "When can I get a chance to fight a dragon like this again? I won't be able to beat him when he grows old later. Ah, a-and what do you mean by bully? It's called a fight. We are fighting." Azarias could only throw a faint smile. His appearance in the child form could be said to be quite cute right now. No one would recognize him as the son of the Demon Lord based on his face, which usually was painted with a grim and brooding look.

said Radcliff. “I can't believe we're going to ally with the dragons. This fact shakes what I have believed all along,” said Azar with a confused face, but he still obeyed Radcliff's orders by advancing to the center of the field. His burly and tan body was exposed to the sun because he only wore sleeveless clothes with an exposed chest. Azar's hair was brown, and her eyes were blue. His pants were only knee-length, revealing his strong and sturdy calves. Compared to a sorcerer, Azar was more of a desert warrior.

Just slightly. “Then we finish this,” I said. “Together.” Lorenzo’s jaw clenched. He nodded once. A temporary alliance. One forged in blood, loss, and rage. Valerie took a step forward, her eyes blazing. “Xavier,” she whispered, “she’s here...” The sky split. Lisa descended. And the war began.

Arion (panting): "They took the upper throne. But you said… you said there was a deeper fire." Hooded Figure (voice like cracking coal): "There is. But it requires something… purer." Arion (offering the crown): "Take it. Just make me stronger than him." Hooded Figure: "You were the spare. You will be… the remnant." A black circle ignites around Arion's feet. He screams—but does not run. The vault trembling, stone cracking, the Crown Wolf leaping onto Xavier's back as flame wings form across his shoulders.

And like her every day in that realm, she'd always be greeted by the Azul's cold gaze. Azul Refirtaum was known as the Lord of Shadows when he was still free. He was the longest living Conqueror of the Dead. According to the chieftain who took care of her since the day she woke up from a long time coma, Azul was the strongest and most intelligent among all the Lord of Shadows that conquered the dead. He was also a kind, sympathetic and loving person that is why a lot of people idolizes him and believes in him.

It should not be a big problem for the vanguard team moving forward, even without him for a while. The demon lord materialised. He looked like a typical handsome human, except for curly sheep horns at the side of his head. His eyes glowed yellow, reminding Zen of a reptile as he sat on his throne of bones. Lava dripped from the roof, and Zen watched his trapped party members standing on crumbling rock platforms when lava flooded the room. “Prepare to jump to the next rock,” Zen called out, studying the flow of rapidly flowing lava. The lava river pushed the rock plates around, and it would swallow them if they did not head to the other side of the land soon.

He just gave her a sideways glance and nodded. "He is?" asked Mr. Owens, glancing around a bit. "He's really close," stated Arius. "Come on." He began running away from the large crowd of people, and Jaida followed after him. Mr. Owens willingly left the scene, wanting to watch a real battle between Lucius and Arius, one that would really show him what their planet was dealing with. The two of them were like two superpowers, and he wanted a demonstration of their abilities. Anyone else would be just as curious.

They built their homes from the earth itself, using natural materials imbued with magic to create structures that harmonized with the surrounding landscape. Her parents, Zara and Milak, were pillars of the community. Zara's healing abilities were renowned, her gentle touch capable of mending the deepest wounds. Milak's control over the elements was awe-inspiring, his presence commanding respect and admiration. Together, they nurtured Aqua's budding abilities, teaching her the importance of using her powers for good and instilling in her a sense of responsibility and compassion.

Daine laughed, who was being pulled back by Zaos. “Odessa vouches for you,” Zaos spoke. “She speaks the truth. I can feel it in her voice.” Zaos was fae before he mated to an elven woman. Each fae has a gift they keep hidden, but it was no secret that Zaos had the gift of truth. He could figure out if a person was lying if he concentrated hard enough. That was why he was elected tribal leader so long ago. Not for his physical qualities, but his ability to rule the people honestly.