Close Combat Mage Novels & Stories

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.

Once this was confirmed, he began to deliberate on his next move. ‘Maybe I should try—‘ Before he could conclude his line of thought, a blur made its way towards him. It was the male warrior. He had closed the distance within a second while the female Mage had begun casting a Spell. ‘Chanting, eh? I guess she doesn’t have the [Magic Application] Skill. Must be rarer than I thought.’ [Magic Application] allowed Spells to retain their full power even without the use of Chants. Lucielle had it. Esme had it. Rey had it as well.

Just breath, steel, and mana humming low and dangerous. Then— BOOM. A flare exploded to our left. Fire magic. Crimson and furious. They saw us. "Positions!" Alaric barked. From the treeline, shadows emerged. Cloaked mages. Bandits with serrated blades. I counted ten, no—fifteen. No wait—twenty. "We’re outnumbered," one of the knights hissed. "We’re not outmatched," I growled. My hand crackled with lightning. I let it dance up my arms like a second skin. Alaric summoned his mana—a glowing ember of silver fire coated his sword like it belonged there.

Once this was confirmed, he began to deliberate on his next move. ‘Maybe I should try—‘ Before he could conclude his line of thought, a blur made its way towards him. It was the male warrior. He had closed the distance within a second while the female Mage had begun casting a Spell. ‘Chanting, eh? I guess she doesn’t have the [Magic Application] Skill. Must be rarer than I thought.’ [Magic Application] allowed Spells to retain their full power even without the use of Chants. Lucielle had it. Esme had it. Rey had it as well.

Of course this caused him to suffer more wounds than before but he willingly accepted these and continued to dash forward. "Tch." The lean man clicked his tongue as his hold on his sword tightened. He couldn't dodge backwards anymore because he was already at the edge of their designated battle ground. With no other choice, he could only rush towards the incoming Noah. "Since long distance attacks don't work, I'll just resort to close combat." He was an Assault type Battlesoul master after all, he was also well versed in close combat. He figured his fast attacking speed would be able to defeat the 'dwarf'. Noah couldn't have been any happier as he watched his enemy choose close combat. Verti

Strategic combat familiar, 50% Physical immunity and 60% spell immunity, 60% evasion rate, Unique skill- 100% immunity to wind and lightning attacks. Lord Pregucia>> CloudBurst 'S Class' [ Gigantic Black Frilled Lizard appearance. Produce black clouds around him and 'rides' it, air mobility only with high agility. Rare S class type. Climate manipulation, strategic combat familiar. 90% physical Immunity and 70% spell immunity, 70% evasion rate. Unique skill- Any target that comes into contact with any 'cloud' in its range gets struck by infinite lightning.]

I stated humorlessly as I threw my leg across my knee and folded my arms the best that I could, showing him that he didn't really scare me all that much. "You know, sixty-five of those men had mates and thirty of them had pups. I find it hard to believe that you don't care about that." Jayson smiled. Damn. Give the man a medal. He actually managed to smile, though it disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. "I'm a rogue. I will kill without thought. I don't have the time to care and I certainly don't have the time to pretend I actually have a heart." I shrugged carelessly. "What I would like to know is how the hell you managed to overpower some of the best trained fighters, without any hel

" Aesthelia focused on sending the message telepathically as loud as she could. She tried visualizing the form she wanted them to take and, hopefully, it reached them. This time they followed her words and came forward in a circle position. The wolves who match the vampires' strength will serve as the tanks. They are durable when mages support them. "Elliot, now!" Aesthelia yelled, signaling the other mages to focus on concentrating on making mana armor to reduce the damage received by the wolves. The mages are fit as long-distance attackers. They are the ones who shouldn't be bothered while they are casting spells. Sure, they can't heal, but at least they can make a shield to protect others

It swore to itself that if it was something stupid then it would sink its poisonous fangs into the creature for this offense. ******************* Having arrived at the area where the shockwaves originated, both Kirou and Shadow Arachne were greeted to the sight of a player that appeared to be a mage taking on a minotaur. Seeing how the mage was fighting caused Kirou to raise an eyebrow. The reason for this was that the mage was currently taking on the minotaur in a melee fight with two daggers in hand. Kirou then took a look at the monster's details before shaking his head at the mage's antics.

I am foolish and a fucked-up pushover! I sit up as I feel my blood boil in anger but I groan as pain registers in my battered body. I doubt my body will still allow me to use my magic at its best. I doubt Sacrarium will still accept a depleted mage who has fallen from grace! My magic activates, and the wind around me rises. I cough as dust rises around me. The door to the room opens, and a muscular, handsome man comes in.