Blitz X Stolas Novels & Stories

Eliza inquired, her face calm. She had placed too much faith in this creature. Ragnuk, of course, was not a weakling. However, his matchup was unfavourable. Perhaps he could have won if he had fought Henry. His hellfire was powerful enough to burn through Henry's different defences, yet it was nothing more than normal fire against the person who carries the phoenix's stigmata. [Name- Eliza Kraus Age- 19 Race- Human Title- Swift Sword Class- Bladedancer

He lifted up his spear, and his men understood his gesture as they halted in a moment of disorderliness. The man’s chest was covered with a gleaming bronze breastplate emblazoned with regal drawings. He wore a red garment that swayed sideways when the winds blew against it. He seemed, by all standards, the leading figure. He dismounted from his horse and collected a battle helmet from a soldier who handed it to him. He wore the helmet, transforming his handsome face to an ugly mask. He snapped his fingers, and a black soldier gave him a scabbard. He pulled the glittering sword out of its scabbard. The gaze of the men around fell on the sword as it absorbed the sun’s reflected light, dazzling

Now they were outside, the night was still tenebrific and cries could still be heard from the wounded. Mystique breathed searing and enormously, her chest elevating along with her shoulders, her clothes were flamed and blackened, her face was sweltering and her skin was bruised from the torrid fire but she was immune to the pain, she couldn't feel it but how could she when she just witnessed something she had never calculated.

With her staff, she blasted the creature with a blast called ‘eldritch blast. Eldritch blast can be used by white clan witches to fight off their enemies without killing them. Eldritch blast is a beam of crackling energy streaks that is targeted at an enemy within a rage. When a creature gets hit with an eldritch blast the creature takes up minor damage that will knock them off their feet for some few seconds or minutes depending on the type of creature. As the creature got knocked off its feet, Bonnie quickly run to Lucas to help him up. “Are you alright?” she asked expressing concern.

Brice was standing next to my table, wearing a lavender shirt with a purple tie. I had noticed earlier that Starla’s dress was purple. I had absently wondered if that was the color I’d see if she was part of my pack. Raven’s eyes are violet, so I have a shade of purple already in the river, but the color Starla was wearing was different. It was the sort of purple one associates with royalty. And Brice, standing there looking at me expectantly, wearing a similar shade, looked more like a prince than I had ever seen him look like one before.

One bright afternoon in Crowus Mountain, a fearless girl was training with her sword. She was in a black dress, reaching her ankle. Serin Blyth was embroidered on the back collar of her dress. Her long dark brown hair was tied. A black mask was covering her face, only revealing her mysteriously beautiful eyes.

I wasn't sure what catch and catch was but I blamed Marcus so that I didn't have to hear from her anymore. I was dressed in red silk stola and rich purple palla with gold embroidered patterns. Something called a limbus was added to my usual outfit. I loved how beautiful it made the stola look; it was sewn to the hem of the stola from the inside. So I looked like I was wearing several pretty layers, and the purple palla made my eyes sparkle.

The sleeves are short and puffed, adding a touch of sweetness to my overall appearance. My dark blue blazer features the same golden emblem on the chest pocket as Alonzo, symbolizing my connection to Celestia Academy and my commitment to learning and growth. The blazer is fitted with a slightly flared silhouette, accentuating my tiny waist and emphasizing my bright, curious spirit.

I felt the hair on my arms prickle as he began to tell us how we'd be paired off for basic sparring, "Today I want you to focus on instinct, and we'll focus on form in the coming weeks. I encourage you to seek practice time on your own. Clarice and I will be making rounds and correcting your stance. Alright, partner up!" I made my way down to the main field. I'd been paired with a girl from Kronos, Leah, she was a lot taller than me but her frame was thin and pointy. I recognized her from the exercise yesterday, and remembered how quickly she had dodged the ball. We smiled and shook hands, both raising our fists and swaying on our toes.

Tonight, Lyon intended to seize exactly what he wanted in return. He found the robes in the private spa area—thick, midnight-blue velvet trimmed with silver piping and embossed with the silver lightning bolt of the Stormbreakers logo. He shed his tailored clothes, leaving his undergarments folded neatly on the counter beside his discarded jersey. He scrubbed his face, watching the painted numbers of the pack wash down the drain.