Shadows of the Lost
NCFINNYXthe death mage who doesnt want a fourth timethe death mage who doesn't want a fourth timebetrayed, then claimed by fateinstant death and destruction of the weakest magician
They’re just knocked out.
Once the smoke started clearing out, what they’ve seen next had all of them in awe.
Z was holding her hands together, a black sleeve coiling in her arms, just as her body had been embraced by an obsidian-black almost tangible shadow, forming that of a cloak with spikes in the end, her gray hair tied in a messy bun, giving way to the creepy smirk going on about Z’s face.
“Her shadow,” whispered Marjorie, her mouth wide open. “I thought she lost it.”
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