Cedric The Sorcerer Novels & Stories

Master Adalet Morningstar cast a level 5 'Group Flight' spell to make them both fly in the air, then grabbed Christine's arm and cast a level 5 'Teleportation' spell, instantly appearing over the construction site of the Wizards' Tower. The torches in the hands of the pirates climbing to the top of the small hill were very conspicuous in the dark night. Master Adret Morningstar slowly cast a level 5 Dead Cloud spell while holding the incantation. A cloud of highly poisonous fog 150 metres in diameter appeared above the pirates and began to drift down the slope. After the highly toxic fog had dissipated, less than 200 of the original 700 pirates remained. At this point, Christine cast a level

My forehead broke into a cold sweat because of the pain. “I also know that you are good at fighting and Lucien has been training you personally that is why I put you under these lights!” “It is specially designed to drain wolves of their energy and render them useless!” the man said and I finally understood why I was starting to feel like my heart beat has slowed down. “What do you want from me?” I asked. “I told you that I just want to see how special you are that you can even subdue that demon by the name Lucien Hart!”

He stepped between us to pluck the ring from Avery's fingers before she could slide it on. He studied it, turning it every which way, even holding it up to the fluorescent lights in the ceiling. "How did he manage that?" "Manage what?" I asked, a sinking pit growing in my stomach. "I told you my magic is based around Earth, right? Well, metal and gemstones are as much a part of earth as plants are. But what I see here is - I just can't figure out how a Necromancer could possibly produce a Witch's spell as intricate as this."

Including Johnny; he’d never hoped for such a trip, especially since he was no longer part of the team at the Magic Contest of the Decade. Knudlac was alone. After a few moments he put the papers down, turned his wand made of magic ginseng and saw the three children followed by a huge and fierce beast. “Carticors ... I haven't heard for a long time about someone meeting such creatures. Not to speak about facing them.” He sighed. “It was Dragoesti's achievement for sure. We felt much better when they were in the depths of the Earth.” He smiled. “And yet, these three children ... are incredible ...”

She quickly grabbed my hand and pulled me away with Loren hot on our tails. “Loren, who is that man?” I asked. I was hoping to help get the information I knew Lillian wanted, but was too nervous to ask for. “That is Cedric, he’s a great friend of king Viktor’s. When Viktor came back and killed his cousin, taking back the throne, he named Cedric his second in command.” Loren said. “S-second in command?” Lillian asked, her eyes wide with shock. “Yes, miss. But he is a good man, so you don’t need to worry. He will treat you well.” He assured her. I looked at Lillian whose face was as red as a tomato from blushing.

Without Luna, Cedric felt like a king deprived of his crown, like a thunderbolt deprived of its lightning. Among these worries, Cedric hides a more profound secret. He, the valiant Alpha King, was unable to control his transformation. Several times, his power explodes out of him, turning him into a vicious and unpredictable figure. Cedric struggles to hide this dark side, especially in front of Selena, the woman he's been getting close to.

"It can't be... Don't tell me Cedric's the witch?" I asked myself after remembering all the unusual things about him. 'But if Cedric was a witch I would've known, he doesn't have the smell of a witch, his smell is rather unique, one that I've never smelled from any other creature. Witches can't move as swiftly as him, they rely upon their magic, not their physical strength. And Cedric's aura isn't one of those witches, so if Cedric isn't the witch then who? And if Cedric isn't a witch, then what is he?'

The pack here is under the impression he is a diplomat to the king, and so they can not be made aware of the full force of his magic. He sinks down, then lets his magic flow over him, radiating out brightly in the cover of the reeds to hide any vision of him from the docks and shore. Once he is transformed, he emerges once again into open water, and the rest of the knights begin dropping into the bay around us, transforming freely since their magic would never be mistaken for the king’s. “Cedric,” King Brennus glided up to me, his face worn and tired. Worry mixes in with that too, after briefly scrutinizing my face. “What is it? What happened to my daughter?”

Some groaned in pain, while others struggled to get back on their feet. Cedric smirked. "Nasty little wolves. Even with all of your numbers, you still can't overpower us." Damien didn’t hesitate. He pushed himself up and sprinted toward Cedric, closing the distance between them in seconds. His fist connected with the witch’s face, snapping Cedric’s head to the side. But before Damien could land another blow, Cedric’s eyes glowed with power. With a flick of his wrist, he lifted Damien off the ground using magic and hurled him into the ceiling.

> Telling your name to a sorceress is like asking to be cursed I looked at her a grin on my face while using my Evil Eyes on her, I could feel the presence of Solaria on her stronger than what I feel from the crown prince… yet that influence is not rooted and fixed like Lukretus’s… more like it was temporary or borrowed… saint hein? What an odd creature