Fantasy Magic Staff Novels & Stories

“Weapon magic?” “Chairperson Isabel is the strongest weapon magic user in Vitania. The golden staff she holds is her main weapon. Known as the ‘Golden Staff of Time Slasher’,” Flo said. "What? ‘Golden Staff of Time Slasher’?” Alisa looked confused by what Floria said.

I teased. Kael flushed, bumping my arm. “Shut up.” We laughed. The warriors bowed, then stepped back as the fire dimmed, giving way to another spectacle. This time: magicians. A man cloaked in sapphire walked forward, holding nothing but a simple staff. Then the earth rumbled faintly. Pebbles lifted from the ground, orbiting him like moons. He raised one hand and fire spiraled upward, transforming into a flock of glowing birds that scattered, then rained golden feathers over the courtyard.

I set the four elemental magic stones into the sapphire, hammered the steel block, shaped it, welded the stones, attached the staff shaft, compressed and fixed the form, carved with a drill, refined with a small blade… After completing the entire sequence of actions, I sat down again and idly waited for another ten minutes. The surroundings suddenly fell into an eerie silence. The surroundings suddenly fell into an eerie silence. When the ten minutes were up, I lifted out the now-softened gold, dropped it into the dissolving solution, and coated the staff layer by layer with the shimmering, viscous magical metal liquid. I sat down and waited for two minutes, then turned it over and continued

He was in disbelief. James stretched his body after activating his third Macrocosm Power, and his bones crackled. James looked at Yermolai in the distance and smiled. “I’ve finished warming up. I’ll be going all out now.” Yermolai was horrified by James’ strength. He took a deep breath. Immediately afterward, a dazzling light appeared before him. The light gradually manifested into a staff. The tip of the staff was inlaid with a transparent crystal stone. Magical inscriptions flowed through the crystal stone.

It was bladed on the end and looked like a fierce weapon. "The incantation for defensive blasts is Mortorio." He said quickly, "Don't say it unless you absolutely have to. You are inexperienced and untrained and unstable magic often hurts the user more than the enemy." I held it in my hand, feeling stunned. I could feel the low hum of power beneath my hands and I just nodded numbly. "Are you certain?" I whispered. I had never used magic before. I didn't know if I was skilled enough to wield a staff created by someone as powerful as Gulliver seemed to be.

He ordered. "Your wish is my command." "Then let us begin. Look at your feet." She obeyed. An ash-colored staff with a wolf's head lay on the ground, its carved eyes lifeless and dark. "That is the Ashen Wolf Staff. Pick it up and raise it to the sky. Tonight we open the portal to White Hollow, and begin our reign of terror."

"I haven't found anything so far. Whoever it is, they are very clever and thought this through." This makes the anger bubbling up within me burn even more. "I caught a traitor among my most trusted men. He won't speak and my Alpha command won't work on him either… can you have a look at him and see if he's spelled or something?" I ask and she frowns. "If he's part of the team that has the magical staff, I'm afraid my magic will be useless. As I said, the staff can yield very powerful magic… it gives the wielder godlike powers. I can't undo the spell if it was done by the person with the staff."

I can feel it in the air like he’s turning down the switch on one of those human-voltage machines. Maybe I'm just itching for a fight but I almost respond to the urge to show Rafie I'm stronger than him now. Ever since I got the staff of the flame, I've experienced a surge in my magic. I can force him to hand over his kingdom to me, I can compel his army into becoming mine, I can send him off the face of existence and save him the stress of waiting to die. The staff is powerful, but the Lycan’s flame, whole and burning, that would be better.

I asked. “The staff.” The White Witch brushed her hand over the centre of the stable and there it was, shards of the broken staff no more than 20 small pieces. “There are traces of magic still on the staff and I have been going through them for some time now and the things I have found are both intriguing and shocking at the same time. Something I believe is of concern and would interest you.” She raises her hand high to the sky and a black dust hurl in circles in her hand, materializing into a large book with covers made of skin and leather.

I whispered and almost immediately, my appearance changed. The clothes I wore turned into a red gown. My own "once in a while" sceptre found its way into my hands. My hair became longer and every right thing about me changed to the magical form I switched to. "Woah!" Steve exclaimed as he stared at me with surprise and shock. I turned towards the part of the city that caught fire and stretched my sceptre towards the area. Immediately, the fire died down and smoke was the only thing that remained. I stretched the sceptre towards every corner of the Spears' mansion, thereby invoking and assigning some of my protection powers to the house and everything in it. None of the inhabitants would get