Draconic Magic Novels & Stories

"This seal is a pretty advance magic so listen carefully, Mayari." Mayari nodded, understanding. She then turned her body towards the dragon, who is busy dealing with the knights. Helen's hands found its way to hers and with her teacher's control, her hands was slowly raised upfront. "Concentrate and feel the flow of your magic." Helen instructed, "Imagine what you want to happen, depict the seal, and turn it to reality." A blast of blue icy beam then flowed through Mayari's outstretched hands. It hit Aria right in her heart, and in just a second, crystal chains then appeared, locking the dragon's body and wings.

“But I already have.” He lifted his hand and Damien convulsed. Like invisible strings pulled his spine, he collapsed to his knees. I could hear bone grinding beneath his skin as he gasped. His fingers clawed at the earth, eyes clouded with panic. I raised my arms to shield him, summoning a barrier of raw light, but Draco’s magic cut through it like silk. He flicked two fingers. I flew backward, slammed into a scorched tree trunk, every nerve in my body screaming. “Stay down, child,” Draco said. “Let me finish the rotting King. Then I will come for you.”

I inquired, my voice barely above a whisper. Draco's expression shifted, a hint of mischief playing in his gaze. "They are no longer a threat," he said cryptically. "I turned them into reptiles and banished them to the depths of the underworld." A gasp escaped my lips, my astonishment mingled with a touch of trepidation. The power that Draco possessed, the ability to transform and banish his adversaries, both fascinated and frightened me. I had never witnessed such otherworldly magic before, and it made me crave such strength.

Sidastir explained relatively loudly as he knew Magnus assumed it was Demonfire. "Dragonfire? No wonder no one has heard of it. It is obvious, however, that it's not Demonfire. Demonfire is black. You talked about another ability?" Lamag muttered. "Aouns demonstrates an extraordinary, magical ability. They feed on mana and temporarily copy the elements of the mage they have stolen the mana from. To put it differently, they can use the magic of others," Sidastir explained.

If I could go back to a few days ago when I received Cyran’s email, I would have packed my bags and left. “It might not be possible for humans, but Dragons have abilities that humans couldn’t dream of. Some of us can read minds, while others have different abilities. It isn’t like I always invade someone’s privacy, but I thought now was the exception.” Kellan moved off the couch he was on and came to sit between Jade and me.

She didn’t know how much strength she could spare for actual attacks, but she had to try. The approaching flock of Ma’veth did not go unnoticed by the Dragons. With the army below being engaged by the forces of the Black Knights and the Minotaurs, they turned their attention to the new threat. They made a pass high above them to determine their nature. Their very appearance marked them as the product of Dark Magic, and Ghaeron was enraged by yet another misuse of that powerful energy. They swept back to pass more closely. With controlled breaths of flame, they created a swath of damage through the flock. Dozens of charred bodies fell, but there were hundreds of the things gathering. Ghaeron

The Heart of Magic" because of its shape, resembled a heart. The magic gem fulfilled their greatest desires. And as I have heard, these were the breath made by fire, to be able to swim underwater, to speak like humans, because you see they were madly jealous of our ability, and the dragon asked to take human form whenever they wish. All the dragons in the world also obtained a necklace with a small piece of the red gem that shone. All the dragons born afterward also carried the same necklace. Then, when the gem was stolen, this light went out of every necklace, and the dragons lost these magical abilities that the gem had given them.

She instinctively turns to face it and the next thing she knows, the Heart of Magic is detaching itself from her pocket, floating in the air onto the rind of the draconian's palm. A menacing laughter escapes his mouth. She wants to know who takes the Heart of Magic from her. She wants to see his face but things are blurry and the only thing clear is the fact that she lost hold of the gem she should be protecting. "Give it back to me!" she grumbles but vicious laughter is what she gets from him. As the draconian disappears into the dark, Amira gradually gets her consciousness back. She is as sick as a dog, grunting from the pain on her stomach that's making her body grow weary.

"Of course not. The trauma of losing one's parents can sometimes trigger protective dormancy in young dragons. The magic goes to sleep to protect the child from overwhelming power during grief." Casey sank onto the fountain's edge, her legs suddenly unsteady. "This is insane. You're both insane." "Am I?" Marcus pulled out his phone, showing her the DragonCoin app. "Look at the trading patterns. Every major spike corresponds to increased magical activity in dragon communities worldwide. Someone is using our digital presence to destabilize the old magic."

It spells only one thing. Droon is a strong elemental spirit. To have the same attribute was a blessing. Wala akong masyadong alam tungkol sa aking attribute dahil wala masyadong records tungkol dito. As I’ve said before, dark magic is a rare element attribute. It was also categorized as a deviant type of elemental magic. “Teach you?…” he asked in confusion.