Close Combat Mage Novels & Stories

I immediately created a defensive dome of light above me, causing the two light spells to collide. "You're impressive, being able to respond to that attack," the guild master praised me. Although we were both skilled in magic, we had distinct differences in our attack styles and combat strategies. The guild master was a magician with an incredibly strong defensive type and a penchant for counterattacks. On the other hand, I was the opposite. In addition to magic, I possessed swordsmanship skills. I could be considered a battle mage, combining both abilities simultaneously. *Slash... *Whoosh...

she shouted at him, trying to catch up with him, but she couldn't catch anything, not even her breathe. Thomas Milner saw the carnage building up inside the room, and it wasn't over yet. He turned to the others and shouted as loud as he could, "everybody, hold on to something!" he stomped the ceramic tiling and tightened the tendons in his arms, screaming at the top of his lungs he had no intentions of masking his effort. It took a moment before the floor begun overturning, lifting the floor of the building up and tilting the room towards the doors. He had a form of Earth magic where he could manipulate the physical structure of something without breaking its integrity. The humongous table b

Jokil approached Froster and offered a cigar, he declined. “Your quarry, is she a Battle Mage? he asked, tactfully blowing away the cigar smoke away from Froster. “Correct, she is a Battle Mage. Voltiir as well.” “This must be part of that new initiative, you think so?” Mangani Apemen had forejaws and molar tusks.

My face clearly reflected the delight I felt at this news, because he quickly continued. “Please don’t assume because you have a greater number of warriors that your victory is a sure thing. Mages have the ability to take out five or more of your people all at once. They do not have to be within close proximity to do damage.” “So, what is the best way to proceed?” Viola asked. Robert took a moment to think and sat down at the table.

'leave it to me' I will have to shift back soo enough, cause there are no attacks that work on Mage, I can only think of a handful, and Ophelia's attacks aren't exactly suited for fighting something that can take any shape or size as he wishes. I work my legs fast as I move up to a little hill and jump as far can reach with my jaw wide open and aim for one of the yellow eyes; but unfortunately, I miss and roll to the ground. I shift back quickly and raise myself almost 15 feet to meet Mage's height, I swirl my hands left and right trying to gather all the air I can around Mage, and then bring my hand close to each other. A smile creeps its way up to my lips as I hear Mage roar loudly, clearl

The feeling was so powerful and overwhelming that I had to lean over and clutch my stomach to gain control of what was my emotions and what belonged to the being generating the mass. He’s helping. I knew. Warlord had made it so dark that knights would have a hard time fighting us when all they could see was night. Magus spun his head to look back at me and I saw his eyes were glowing, like fireflies in a forest. But green. Magus stepped past us and was scanning the wall along the castle in such a way, that I could tell he could see in the dark as clearly as if it were daylight right now. I’ve never seen a mage do that.

An enchanter would be deathly afraid of facing off against a combat mage because by the time he raised his hand he would not have known how he'd died. Whenever combat mages reinforce their bodies with mana, it gives them the strength to lift tons and agility enough to move faster than the speed of sound. Combat mages have strong physical bodies because they train their body to handle the stress of Mana reinforcement. As a result, they can take extensive amounts of damage without getting injured in the slightest. They can also wave their hands and make rainfall and seas dry up and even outperform some enchanters or Alchemists.

Elish felt bad for his heart still stop a bit for Ariet beauty, the ebony skin, the long curly hair, the beautiful fox eyes with the lovely ghostly blue iris, and his big red lips. Elish hesitated for a moment. That was enough time for Ariet to attack him with two short daggers. It made Elish's heart became hard and, he didn't hesitate anymore to use his sword. The combat was hard for Elish, who had just had a huge battle, but Ariet didn't look much better. "to support the giants he must have spent a lot of MANA." Thought Elish looking at Ariet's blows getting slower and more violent. An Archmage that couldn't use MANA couldn't be a match for the sacred knight Elish.

the announcer said, “is Orin Zarrin. Mage class. Energy Burst magic.” That drew a few murmurs from the crowd. Energy Burst was no joke. It allowed a fighter to release explosive pulses from any point of contact—fist, elbow, knee, foot. Devastating in close range. But then again, he wasn’t royalty. No amplifier. Just raw talent. Still, that was more than enough to leave someone in the dirt. Nyomei stepped into the ring, drawing a few snickers from the crowd. Too soft, too quiet, too nervous. Easy win.

Then there was Eric; the one with the most diverse sets of Magic-based Skills among all of them. Even though he had the C-Tier Class of Mage, his Skills ranged from A-Tier abilities like [Grand Sound Magic], to B-Tiers like [Greater Corrosion], [Greater Explosion], and even a couple of C-Tier stuff like [Blindness] and [False Pain]. He was a true Mage—a jack of all trades, though master of none. If he had a better Class, there was a chance he could give Belle a run for her money. It seemed like all Alpha Class members—except for the two kidnapped ones—were present.