Beyblade X Wizard Arrow Novels & Stories

I said pointing my hands to the arrow that i had removed from my body. "The arrows where made with dark magic" ,I continued "Zane has made his first move" I said

Suddenly, countless leaves gathered in his left hand and formed dozens of arrows facing Zaykee. 'Using magic now huh?' Zaykee gulped. "Eat this!" Xeyda shouted in irritation while swiping his left hand from his left side to the front, where Zaykee stands. Dozens of arrows went to Zaykee at a high speed. Therefore, Zaykee's yellow eyes started to flare up. Thus, he saw all the incoming arrows in a slow-mo towards him so moved his body to the right side and left side to dodge those. 'What the? How could he dodge all of those in a second?' Xeyda thought with his jaw dropped, 'and yet, he called himself weak.'

On beat of the song, Aira, Chester, Creon and Damon started to merge their energies into each other before merging into each other’s bodies. Aira was the last to merge but she did so before turning herself and the other three into a THREE SPIKED ARROW (trident) using the Dark Arts !! The lightening arrow flew towards my outstretched palm like a north poled magnet racing towards a south poled one and, the highly energized weapon fit perfectly between my fingers. The Zorean Pack’s existence shall be wiped off in this millennium by a weapon, neither made of the living or the non living . . . .

He replied with a single, almost imperceptible nod that told her he understood. Jordan raised his arm, ready to finish Rave off. Just as he unleashed his deadly energy beam, Leesa shouted, “Bonduur!” praying that her shield would be strong enough to block the young wizard’s black bolt. The dark beam struck the invisible barrier and stopped. Shocked by what he had just seen and heard, Jordan stumbled back a half step. The girl had shouted a waziri spell and created an air shield—he had not known such a thing was possible, that a female could use waziri magic. Still, he did not believe she could possibly be strong enough to truly challenge him.

On beat of the song, Aira, Chester, Creon and Damon started to merge their energies into each other before merging into each other’s bodies. Aira was the last to merge but she did so before turning herself and the other three into a THREE SPIKED ARROW (trident) using the Dark Arts !! The lightening arrow flew towards my outstretched palm like a north poled magnet racing towards a south poled one and, the highly energized weapon fit perfectly between my fingers. The Zorean Pack’s existence shall be wiped off in this millennium by a weapon, neither made of the living or the non living . . . .

It would have headed straight for the dragon if the beast hadn't spread out its wing, blocking the weapon. "Huh, so this won't be as easy as I hoped." Standing on top of one of the palace towers was Zain, holding a beautifully crafted, bow and arrow that looked as if it was forged from ice crystals as the weapon gave off icy blue colors that sparkled like snowflakes.

The head of their arrows were shimmering with something green and than it clicked, it was wolfs bane. Xavier, pulled me behind him, and that was when I saw, an arrow was gored in his skin and blood was oozing out of it. Tears blear my eyes. Touching it hesitantly, more tears fell from my eyes. Did he really took my saber on himself? Did he really saved me? Just as I was about to touch the arrow, Alpha Xavier went ahead and started fighting them. These rogues were surely strong, but they were of no competition to an Alpha.

Warren waved his hand and brandished the pistol blades made of hardened light. Drool oozed from the edge of Zealot's mouth, and a smile curled the edge of his mouth, "Wow, the Tinkerbells really did a number on you," He pricked his finger on the tip of the spectral blade and sucked on it. "You are something else kid, I'd say you are the Ultimate fairy slayer." A modest shrug came from Warren, and Archon appeared and took a bow. Zealot almost fell out of his chair, "How is it doing that, and can it hurt anyone?"

Her quiver seemed bottomless, each arrow imbued with the power of ancient enchantments, piercing through the enemy's defenses. Kael, a master of the arcane, wove spells that defied comprehension. His incantations resonated with the primal forces of magic, overwhelming the enemy with a dazzling display of arcane might.

I yell from my tree cover to Adrian's. "I left my wallet at the orphanage," He audaciously jokes. "Just do it!" While Adrian stalls the creature, I re-attempt to conjure a bow. "You will need an arrow too." Blizzard intervenes. The pulsing power travels down my arm into the hovering hand. I can do it... I believe in myself... Crystalizing jingles compel me to open my eyes. A light blue phoenix-shaped bow replaces the dagger. The draw weights and limbs have the shape of wings, while the arrow resembles the head and tail of the majestic creature.