Golem Mage Novels & Stories

The feeling was so powerful and overwhelming that I had to lean over and clutch my stomach to gain control of what was my emotions and what belonged to the being generating the mass. He’s helping. I knew. Warlord had made it so dark that knights would have a hard time fighting us when all they could see was night. Magus spun his head to look back at me and I saw his eyes were glowing, like fireflies in a forest. But green. Magus stepped past us and was scanning the wall along the castle in such a way, that I could tell he could see in the dark as clearly as if it were daylight right now. I’ve never seen a mage do that.

But fire and great strength were two things that would slow them down on stopping this thing. Alfred claimed he could magically open the golem’s mouth and remove it’s instructions. He believed he could only do it if the golem couldn’t protect itself. To do that, it needed to be knocked over onto it’s back. It could get up if it fell forward. On it’s back it would be like a turtle, and unable to manoeuvre to defend itself. Then he could approach it to do what he needed to get done.

He stepped between us to pluck the ring from Avery's fingers before she could slide it on. He studied it, turning it every which way, even holding it up to the fluorescent lights in the ceiling. "How did he manage that?" "Manage what?" I asked, a sinking pit growing in my stomach. "I told you my magic is based around Earth, right? Well, metal and gemstones are as much a part of earth as plants are. But what I see here is - I just can't figure out how a Necromancer could possibly produce a Witch's spell as intricate as this."

The mage then raised his staff once more and said strange words into the air. Dorin's eyes widen as he recognized the words. "A summoning spell!" he gasped. The ground around them shook as golems with flaming eyes emerged from the earth. They rushed at Dorin, their rocky arms outstretched, trying to catch him in their deadly grip. Dorin glided in the air, his lightning dancing around him, striking at the golems whose chunks fell and returned to the earth, but even without limbs, they continue to chase him, standing on top of the other to reach his height.