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I wasn’t going to let this continue. It was time to end this. Or so I thought.. I looked around and saw as the servants each fought two or three goblins. All of them are heavily injured too. Even more so than Fenrir. Each goblin has different types of weapons. Axes, spears, or a simple knife or dagger. But their moves and skills aren’t that simple. It wasn’t messy as anyone would expect it to be. One goblin carefully sneaked behind a servant’s back, and I immediately waved my hand to blast off some small shot pheromones. The servant gasped but looked at me with gratitude as he continued to slit two of the goblins’ throats in front of him.

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one of the goblins with a shorter height said, attempting to negotiate. "Right, brother Precious! I want to be your best friend, despite how delicious you look. Hahaha," the other goblin smirked. "No! You're all lying, you filthy animals!" Lily shouted, her voice filled with defiance. She quickly reacted, stepping backward and breaking into a run. "Delicious meat, stop! We won't harm you. We just want to be friends," the goblin with the shorter height pleaded, while the other goblin was smirking.

Their swimming speed exceeded my drift speed and were rapidly approaching. "Lighting storm!" I made lightning magic to attack the swimming goblin hobs. A purple stream of electricity spread over the water and traveled towards the hob goblins. They were immediately stung and knocked unconscious, not only the goblins, but lots of fish were also hit. "Lifegivers!" I casually tried healing magic and it worked. All of my magical energy returned and the wounds on my body recovered. I didn't think about why I could do that magic because I wanted to go back to the palace.

He was preparing this evil plan. Rafe stared at the scene in disbelief. He also seemed to have trouble untying the chains that bound him. "Well, let the games begin," Aline said again. I saw with my own eyes how a black shadow rushed towards Rafe with tremendous force. The Grimoire emitted a spark of electricity and Aline was thrown backwards. "What is it?" I whispered softly, my eyes glued to the Grimoire, which should not be held recklessly by a werewolf, especially the shadow that had just appeared, the seventh reincarnation of the werewolf.

I rambled on. “You have the same auras but yours is brighter. Every ruler of the Underworld has to be an heir of the Light.” I understood nothing from what Mismaia told me. I know it’s probably a serious matter but I just can’t wrap my head around it. I was just cooking mini donuts and waffles like a second ago. I get minimum wage and she’s telling me I’m practically like royalty. “I wanna believe you. This is just not normal for me.” She held my hand. I swiped it away. “I’m sorry.”

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

He almost could as his eyes adjusted and he saw the girl, now tailless without the moon. The dokkaebi let out a guttural growl and charged. The girl met the goblin head-on. It pushed her back, her feet digging divots in the ground. Jihoon never tore his eyes from the fight as he bent to scoop up Dubu’s limp form. She seemed too light in his arms, but he saw her small chest rise and fall with relief. Mere meters away a battle played out that Jihoon thought he’d only see in his video games. A dokkaebi versus a gumiho. A goblin versus a fox. The two were so evenly matched that any ground gained by one side was soon lost again.

I tried to once again open it but stopped once I realized it wasn’t going to budge. “Okay... From the books I read on magic and dark magic if I want to get started with it I have to give up something of myself… It must be talking about blood since I don’t know what else I could give up from myself.” I lift a needle that I stole from Mae sewing kit and stab myself in the finger with it.

The creature had slaughtered travelers and burned entire caravans to ash before vanishing into demon territory. Most hunters would have turned back. Adrian didn’t. He crossed the border alone. The land beyond it felt wrong immediately. The air was thicker. The sky darker. Even the silence sounded… different. But Adrian found the demon. And he killed it. Barely. By the time the fight ended he was bleeding from half a dozen wounds and barely able to stand. That was when the demons found him. Not soldiers. Something worse. Royal guards. Adrian expected death. Instead…