Frieren Aura Novels & Stories

Ashamed that I've been caught, I quickly shake my head. “Oh, no. I'm so sorry for staring, it's just so fascinating, being able to treat and heal like that and all. And even if I want to, I don't have any ounce of treating magic in me.” I admit, which is true. Werewolves possess a natural aura about each one of them. For instance, a blue aura stands for the water element and werewolves with this aura usually possess magic relating with healing and for offensive powers, it can range from water bullets to ice daggers. It simply depends on the person and Pack doctors always have this aura.

Adrian replied calmly, “That’s right. The one who attacked is indeed a Fusion, but he’s concealing his aura, so most people wouldn’t notice. Yet his presence is dangerously strong. Any slip-up would mean death for his opponents.” Tyron’s eyes widened in shock. The Violet Rain Bird flapped its wings gently, clearly tense, while the Fire Unicorn fixed its gaze on the nearby mountain range, its hoofs twitching as if something there was calling to it.

I ask him what he means, and he says that her aura is jsut different. “Everyone has their own aura, but each supernatural species also has its own aura. Werewolves have a white aura which I am guessing is associated with their moon goddess. Dragons all have a reddish-white aura which I guess is related to the fact that we all can breathe fire. Witches have a blueish-purple aura which must be associated with their magic. The woman had a pale purple/blue-grey aura. Not sure what that means, though.” Polaris explains.

Demon Aura! "How terrible, it's the Demon Aura. It belongs to the magical weapon for space teleportation of inscription and it's calling the demon and devil... Damn! Feng Xueyi, as a member of Human Tribe, colluded with the demon and devil!" said Li Ying, and his face immediately changed. The Demon Aura that emitted from that silver ring was very intense and dreadful, even turning the air thicker. "Ha, ha, ha, you made me do it..." Feng Xueyi madly laughed and said.

Aura says, full of excitement, and I don’t know what to do. I shake my head slightly when Orion growls again, and I freeze. If I was an opossum, I would play dead. My legs turn to jelly and Aura takes control emerging from my mind and I’m pushed back. I watch as she shakes out her white iridescent fur and stretches herself out. She stands tall and proud; her tail wags low as she walks towards her mate. Fenrir steps aside to let her close to her mate. She rubs her head under his throat and he purrs and she shivers.

Finally, he had done it. Freya rolled her eyes, lowering her staff to glare at his reaction. "Listen up, if you can hit me like that again, I'll take you out for the end party of our city festival. We use this special powder from Draekon scales that creates this colourful burst in the sky, it's beautiful." "Are you asking me out?" Valor grinned at her. Freya rolled her eyes, "Don't make me hit you again. You only have one hour, so let's do this."

I see Asteria run towards him as she shrieks loudly an ear piercing sound forces the wolves to whimper as she fights with him using her power to attack him. Fate looks on horrified as Aura turns her gaze to her, Aura looks at me and nods her head and we both run towards Fate. Aura roars and the wolves follow her roar, causing them to attack more furiously. This is her power to command any wolf into doing her bidding. Fire erupts above us as Dragus fights the hydra, it’s long reptilian necks snap towards Dragus, who shakes his neck out as he roars. The hydra opens it’s wings and takes off towards Dragus as they fight in the sky. Turning my head, Fate hasn’t seen us coming as Aura grabs her in

Her knees buckled slightly as power flooded her veins, hot and overwhelming. “Oh…. Bones shifted. Not the clean, familiar snap of a normal shift. This was heavier. Slower. Painful More violent. Gasps erupted around the ring. Fur rippled across her arms but it wasn’t the usual shade. It shimmered darker. Richer. Wrong. Ryan moved instantly. Fast. Alert. “Aria,” he said sharply. But it was too late. Her wolf surged forward with a force that stole the breath from her lungs. For one terrifying second

Oragon’s warning voice snapped out instantly. “What? It did!” Winter pointed at me like I was some shiny discovery. “Her aura is like—like—sparkly and weird right now. Kind of pretty but also cursed. Like glitter you can’t wash off.” Oragon smacked the back of Winter’s head. Gently… but not gently enough. Fenrir growled. “Don’t talk about her aura like she’s some cursed object.” “I said pretty,” Winter muttered under his breath. Despite the tension clawing at me, I couldn’t help the tiniest laugh that escaped. It sounded weak, strained, but real.

Seeing how Millie was completely unharmed, Frederick felt a little troubled. Dealing with inhuman lunatics from Organization V was giving him a headache. He shook his head. In the next moment, he gave off a significantly stronger aura. Red dragon scales appeared on his body. Millie immediately stopped laughing the moment she felt the terrifying aura. Her eyes went wide as she looked at Frederick fearfully. "Go on. Why did you stop laughing? Isn't that in your nature?" Frederick sneered.