Novel & Cerita Dark Magician And Blue-eyes Fusion

Black blood poured out and sizzled as it dropped on the earth. Almost instantly, the wound healed up. The three figures started chanting a strange spell and blue smoke billowed out from the crystal. The smoke swirled and images could be seen on it. There was a girl with purple hair and silver eyes, and then it changed to another scene where a massive beast prowled around aggressively. It was a lycan. The scene changed again to another where a bright beam of light emanated from the purple haired girl. Her eyes were glowing brightly, and she was staring straight at the hooded figures.

My eyes snapped open, glowing with a mix of amber and brilliant blue, an unmistakable sign of my beautiful hybrid heritage. With a flick of my wrist, I summoned the potent magic coursing through my veins.

Though I don’t have to, I whisper-call green magic in the Old Tongue, not on my side of his dark magic, but on his side. A thick cloud of dust filled with small clumps of earth rises around him as razor sharp stones of agate and jasper erupt from the earth in a constricting circle, piercing his body and thrusting through his head. As the ice blue of his eyes fades to ash gray, his dark magic dissolves before it gets close enough to hit me. Still, the scorch of its use mars the meadow and the injury to the earth sears like a burn over my skin.

The moment the blue-scaled dragon loomed over the frozen Damon, she shapeshifted into a blue-haired woman with an equally bluest pair of eyes. Bubbles surrounded her and the wide-eyed Damon. Glossy lightest blue eyes stared at Damon as her lips quivered. Her face was akin to a celestial being. Cheekbones as prominent as her nose paired with an elegant set of aqua-colored brows, it was such a wonder how his mother ended up with the humungous five-tailed wolf beast.

Three different types of magic, three different sources, all converging in one person. Isabella gasped, her body rigid. The white hair lifted, suspended as if underwater. Her eyes blazed—not with rage anymore but with pure, concentrated power. She raised her hands toward the Dark Witch, and I felt her mirror everything we were giving her. Felt her take our combined magic and amplify it, shape it, direct it. Light erupted from Isabella’s palms. Silver and red and blue, all twisted together into something new. It hit the Dark Witch full force.

I watch as her eyes bleed into Tamisra's blue eyes and she gets up, walking over to Blair who places her hands on her cheeks and closes her eyes. "I can't sense anything on your wolf, she shares your essence but no dark magic. I said last time you might not be able to find your mate, but you should be able to, since your mate is identified by her. There are some cases where a hybrid's other form is mated to the person, but it's a case by case basis" Blair says. Walking over and starting to put away her jars

Grandpa noted, but as always, I didn't understand what he was saying. "For what?" "The white dragon is the female, half of the spell. Her purple eyes and white light comes from the blood of the white dragon. You and Sebastian carry the gold dragons blood. The three of you have to cast it together." "She isn't his mate," I growled at him. He was convinced Ruby shared us both as mates, but that wasn't true. She was my fated and only mine. Sharing her body was one thing, but sharing her soul was something different.

Then, suddenly, I noticed a strange look on Damian’s face, it was absolutely different from what I had been seeing, I could remember his eyes were blue, but now, it was flashing silver, not just a normal silver…metallic…cold. I froze, my heart was pounding seriously. “Your eyes….” I started, but he looked away suddenly. “It’s just the light, “ he said simply, but I wasn't convinced at all. Minutes later, the car descended slowly, landing on a bridge that led into a massive mansion surrounded by mechanical trees. The leaves on those trees were even glowing faint blue, and shifted in patterns like breathing metals in seconds. “This is your house?” I asked, while stepping out of the flowing car

Every time the blue light surged, the black flames roared back, and with every clash, a shockwave of raw power rippled through the hall, shattering the stained-glass windows and turning the stone pillars to dust. "She’s fusing them," Zilo breathed, his hand trembling as he reached for his sword, though he knew steel was useless here. "The Faerie Heart and the Vampire Mark... they’re merging into a single frequency." "It’s impossible! The biological rejection should have killed her seconds ago!" Klaus yelled, his voice sounding thin and distant over the roaring of the wind. "She isn't biological anymore, Klaus! She’s a conduit!" Zilo shouted back.

Damian searched for gaps in their plating with his blades. One of the Empty vaulted over the fighters and charged straight toward Sadira’s bed. There was no time. And then it happened. The Mag on Sadira’s chest flared to life. Not red, like fury, but a pure, blinding blue, as if a fragment of the sky had materialized in the chamber. Sadira opened her eyes. Her pupils were gone, replaced by swirling blue light.