Cure Magical Sapphire Novels & Stories

He wanted his cousin. He slammed his palm onto Daryl’s chest, forcing his magic not into the Prisoner but into the thread of his bloodline. A desperate gamble. If their blood was truly rare enough to chain monsters, then maybe — just maybe — it could resist them too. For an instant, the silver dimmed. Daryl’s own voice broke through: “Killian— don’t— let go—” And then the Prisoner roared, using his body like a weapon, flinging Killian backward into the crypt wall hard enough to crack stone.

Symbols covered every inch, complex patterns I didn't recognize. And around the perimeter, corrupted wolves patrolled. At least thirty of them, their black eyes scanning constantly. "Can't get much closer without being spotted," Mira whispered. "Don't need to," I said, pulling out the small crystal Seraphina had given us. "This should capture the ritual's magical signature. We can analyze it back at Silverthorne." I activated the crystal, pointing it toward the circle. It glowed softly as it absorbed information. Then everything went to hell.

A young girl. No older than sixteen. Her hair glowed silver beneath the moonlight. Her eyes were unlike anything he had ever seen. One silver and one crimson. The exact same girl he had briefly seen inside the academy before the ritual chamber collapsed. The same girl whose image had haunted his dreams ever since. She stared directly at him, as if she could see him and as if she knew him. Then she smiled a sad smile and spoke. "The seal is broken." Draven frowned.

His eyes widened and he exclaimed, “Bloody Hell! Where did this come from?” “This is the real ‘Heart of Magic’ The one that Caleb went after was fake. I want to give this to you.” “Where the hell did you find a fake stone in midst of that dense forest?” “Magic!” I said, shrugging my shoulders. “Please, Aurora. Don’t joke. This could be serious.” I slung my arms around his neck and said, “I am not joking my dear Dragon King. Once I found this stone, I could do magic even in the Mystic Land.”

I pleaded to him with my eye gesture praying he understood my point. I guess he understood me, cause he blink his eyes at me in an assuring manner "Speak up!" The Alpha said coming closer toward us "His sickness has no cure" "What???" The Alpha ask looking shocked, for a blink, I saw her eyes flick colors but they changed back to their normal colors immediately "What do you mean?" Alpha Sheila further inquired. "Your majesty his sickness is rare and if he must live, there is only one way"

He didn't want young people who were raw like Gavriel who liked to show off to be stunned by things they thought were great, that could be very dangerous. “Because of that, I can now understand why *Sapphire is so rare and distinct. Its level shift fluctuation is vastly different from the usual level transfer. The enthusiasm and turmoil are completely opposite to what is experienced physically, we are completely unable to realize that our body is destroyed and it can even kill us. Adrenaline will continue to provoke us to continue to release all the killing intent we have. Which, in the end, destroys and we may be killed by our own strength.''

I didn't have the first clue and a small whine escaped from me as I tried to figure it out. Derek understood my dilemma, "Just relax, take a deep breath, and concentrate hard on being human. The magic should do it automatically." I took a deep breath and tried to picture myself as I looked in the mirror. I put all my will into that thought and concentrated on becoming human. It took me a long moment, but I felt the world begin to melt and shimmer around me. I ended up crouched on the table completely naked.

"If we are to save the seven magics, I must have a specific property from each of the great magical races." He nodded solemnly. "And what did Abernathy give you?" Answering Devoran was necessary. I knew that. He would expect nothing less, and his question was worthy. "A piece of his soul." I brought the amber teardrop from the satchel I carried, showing him the magical gem. His eyes widened. "Unbelievable." He reached out as though he wanted to touch it, but I immediately returned the stone to my satchel. A flash of anger - the look I was used to seeing on Devoran passed over his features for the briefest moment before it was gone.

Covering the fingers should be enough for this spell. “Khambasa ga saori.” The revelation spell. A green smoke billowed from where the seal was and I watched as it swirled upwards and formed the image of a little girl. Games, games, games. The devil likes to play games. I smirked. There were plenty of devils in this world, but only two came to mind that was this infuriating. This is either Sufians’ doing... or Nailah's. The thought left a bitter taste in my mouth. Sabrina’s not that experienced in infusing magic yet, so it can’t be her.

Carmen gulped down the sticky saliva and replied, “I am creating immunity boosters for both of you. For you to escape, I will create a portal. But the portals are dangerous and they will suck your energy. That potion will help you fight with the portal’s energy.” After hearing her reason, Elijah let go of her hand. “Why are you doing this? I thought you hated Silver and so our daughter.” he is not finished yet. “I hate you Silver haired queen because i can’t stand her near you. She took the most precious thing from me. And about your daughter, she is yours too and this is the mere reason I have let her stay here or I did not try to harm her.”