Bruxa/mago の小説・ストーリー

“You heard me, no need for me to chew my cabbage twice girl.” “They burned your eyes? Why would someone do that?” Cassia said with a tone of disbelief. “Not just someone, she’s be a thorn in my side for years. Her name is Magda and her cunt of a daughter Melba. They practice illegal magic. Mostly the dark arts and as you can see a coup.” Ogra stated matter of factly. “Is there anything that I can do to help you?” Cassia asked. “The only thing I can think of is tears from a dragon, and good luck finding some of those.” Ogra chuckled.

The temple columns glowed brighter and the torches’ fires cracked in excitement and burst in the air. The beautiful enchanter did as she was told by Ditiori and stood between the beast and the embodied spirit. The goat-head servant had placed the burlap purse on the top of the wicker box Maga had. “Untie the twine of your drawstrings! Describe to Ditiori and the others what you see!” said Gai-Dalit, holding Maga’s keepsake box while the maiden untied the strings of the purse. Maga clapped her hands and her brown eyes widened, “Words of bewilderment come forth from my mouth! The brown grains have changed to stout golden grains!”

“Were you the one who created the fog?” “No.” Maggie shook her head almost absentmindedly. “I was the one who sealed in the witches inside the pack-house. I made it so no one with active magic could get out of the house. You had the seal…so you could get out easily, but it sealed in the witches; stopped them from helping you.” “And how did you get in?” I asked her next, but I think I already knew the answer to that. “I just told you, we’re related.” Maggie gave me an incredulous look. “Our powers are much too similar to be distinguished on a primary level like the magic barrier they had set up. But then again…they had no way of knowing that didn’t they?”

Persuade her to submit to him before the moon. His close friend Magus took a seat next to him. Magus was a rare addition to their pack. A creature half mage-half wolf he was immensely rare. There was purportedly only one other such creature in existence. And he was allegedly the Commander of King Detry’s Mages Guild. “What are you so pensive about?” Magus queried. “Same thing you are, I’ve no doubt.” “I’m far less pensive than I should be.” Magus was trying to hide a self-satisfied smirk and failing.

“Magenta, what are these?” She looked over at the door and then back at me, keeping her voice low. “They’re silver bands that keep wolves from shifting.” She looked over her shoulder at Mason, who was cowering on the wall, rubbing his wrist. “They also prevent the use of magic, but they may not know that.” I nodded. “Is there any way to remove them?” She shook her head, letting out a deep breath. “Only the witch who made them can remove them. I know the spell, but even if I use it, it won’t work.”

Saelari was surfacing again. Overhead, Tegan darted through a blast of shadow energy, narrowly avoiding a spike of corrupted essence. “Mags! Left flank!” “I see it!” Maggie roared, slamming into the side of Umbraeth’s monstrous body, sending a spray of dark matter across the cavern floor.

Maria explained, “I’m not entirely sure about the vampire’s magic box, but the magician’s box doesn’t have the magical barriers that like what Maggie placed on the werewolf’s box. Therefore, as long as a magician is powerful enough, they can open it, regardless of whether they are a practitioner of light or dark magic. For the vampire’s magic box, if there are no barriers, it only requires a vampire and a magician with the appropriate skills to open it together.” I asked anxiously, “Maria, is it still possible to create magical barriers now to seal the magician’s box?” Maria shook her head with a tone of resignation, “It’s too late. The malevolent spirit, after over a decade of accumulated r

Sliding up the side of the shack as he cradled his pained shoulder. “More fine, now.” Magus had stepped back from the structure, facing it as he crossed his forearms before him. He slowly unfolded them. Leaving what looked like a green rainbow in their wake. Brighter lights glimmering from his fingertips as he curved them in his concentration. His face written with tension and his lips murmuring as he whispered words too low for even my wolf ears to catch. Then he sent out a streaming green light from each hand, which wrapped around the base of the shack in both directions.

As I realize what’s happening ,I get back on the ground and shift before sprinting towards Mage. My people,my family ;they’re all there seconds away from getting their souls crushed by that sick beast.Crap ,my mind link is shut off,Adam must have created a new stronger link with my pack when I went ..well lets not talk about that.As I am about to reach the border I shift back and release the strongest gust of wind that I possibly can .I don’t try to stop Mage and try to create a barrier about 1500m with small pebbles and sand and water.

This is the full force of his magic; supreme ultimate sacred magic: Enoxial bemothe. Enoxial bemothe, a magic formed by all natural elements, energy force and natural ki magic. A magic that if Marvio wanted to, can exterminate the mythical world. A forbidden magic, that his brother forbid him to used. But now its time has come. This kid pushed him to used it. Now the kid, these Royals and all the connecting soil of Mavis will know why he was feared in ancient and ancient eras.