Close Combat Mage Novels & Stories

In minutes, Zack had only succeeded to parry a few of her blows. The rest landed like drumsticks would land on a drum’s batter head and Zack echoed a groan at each stroke. “Where did she learn to fight like that?” I shared a look with Xavier and he shrugged. Warriors were not that fast. Mages were, and her speed was as fast as a mage’s. She crouched, striking at Zack's abdomen and spun around, a roundhouse kick anchoring on Zack's jaw. Zack staggered, droplets of blood escaping his briefly opened mouth.

Beta Chancy growls at his men, as he struggles to regain his footing, blood and gore rolling down his shoulders as he moves his head, his eyes white and blind as the spell reanimates him and struggles to keep itself going within the aura of my new form, which seems to feed not only off the natural energy of the world around us, but from every device and stored spell within the room–including those that make him work. “KILL THEM ALL!” Chancy growls, not seeing that his men are scattering, most of them dead and dying at the hands of the gammas that were only a moment ago prone beneath their blades. “KILL THEM…” With a sickening pop, his screams stop and he falls to the ground again, this time

“What do you want to talk about?” “Yay! First off, tell me how you got your curse removed.” “That’s all you want to know?” “No, but it’s what I’m most curious about.” I stare at her, calculating my steps in my head. The more I do, the more impossible this seems. A close combat fighter facing off against a long distance mage. Will I even be able to get close? “It was a chance encounter with an Elf.”

When you stood with an alpha who chose ambition over basic decency. The second wave hit me two hundred yards into the territory. These weren't just warriors. These were specialists. Magic users casting spells from protected positions. Archers with silver arrows aimed from rooftops. Rogues hired as mercenaries, all of them desperate and dangerous in the way only those with nothing to lose could be. The first spell hit me, purple witch-fire designed to burn through supernatural defenses. It splashed against my Ghost Wolf power and evaporated, my silver light consuming the dark magic like it was nothing.

Job Title / Class: Magician, Cultivator MP: 20,000/20,000 Skills: Light Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Fire Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Wind Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Water Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Space Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Darkness Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Sword fighter (Black Stage Level 7 - highest level in this current realm ) Cultivation (Qi Gathering Stage)

I checked the system to see the list of my skills Main skills: [Mana Mastery] [Magic Mastery] [Dark Magic] [Space Magic] [Enchant Magic] [Psychic Magic] [Evil Eyes] [Abyss Magic] [Martial Art] [Magic Craft] Sub skills: [Evil Eyes of Clairvoyance] [Evil Eye of Distortion] [Evil Eye of Illusion] [Evil Eye Grudge] [Mana Records] [Take Over] [Telekinesis] [Space Maneuver] [Force Field] [Pain infliction] [Provocation][Dark Manipulation] [Curse Magic] [Puppet Mastery] [Totem Magic] [Witchcraft] [Necromancy] [Time Arc] [Archive]

Although he was not good at all types of martial arts, he still could defend himself against an ultimate expert for a while. So, he had an idea, magic was a long-range battle technique. He could close the distance for hand-to-hand combat. His plan worked, he closed the distance between him and Ausar and attacked him with full might. Ausar was not prepared for close combat. So, he was beaten down to the ground in a few moments.

Well, at least I finally got something I can do as a mage, right? Water splintered like glistening crystals as I turned and followed the rhythm with precision. I closed my eyes as I continued on my track, there was another smooth splash. Once again, I turned and leaped a little, then faced the audience and opened my eyes. I thought I'd see my expectants watching me in awe. But to my surprise, my line of vision was directed to a pair of unfamiliar pitch black eyes, the darkest shade of black I've ever seen in my whole life.

One dodged his attack but the unlucky other met his demise. Three down. Since the Mages know how to use Magic attack, Brett kept running side by side. With close distance, the mages will have the hard time to aim for him. Because the moment they raise their hands, they will lose their necks. Brett couldn’t use his claws because he couldn’t shift. But he will make sure that these Mages will still regret attacking him and putting spells on him. "I admit that you guys are pretty good at blocking my strength!" Brett shouted with a chuckle as he lifted his feet on air. "But the result is still the same!"