Golem Mage Novels & Stories

She scrambled backward until her spine hit the wall, her silver eyes fixed on me with the look of someone who had just stared into something they would never forget. “We have to hurry,” I repeated, turning toward the descending tunnel. “Wait!” Melody's voice chased us. “There are golems at the bottom. Two of them. Strong. They guard the entrance to the ritual chamber.” I was already running. “Of course it would be golems.” Cain's growl echoed against the stone as he kept pace beside me. The tunnel was steep now, carved in rough steps that descended in a tight spiral. Our boots struck the stone in rapid succession, the sound bouncing off the walls in a staccato rhythm. “They're immune to fire

I ignored her. "Dra...gon?" I furrowed my eyebrows. "Dragon?" I gasped in realization. Of all the people I know back in the Magical world, Sage is the only one that could control a dragon. He had gone deep into the forbidden black magic to be entrusted with the power to control dragons. I looked up and saw another maid run in. The lady kept looking backwards as she run in. I watched her bump into a couch. "Careful." I half yelled but it was too late. She had fallen down but her fall didn't stop her. She shifted backwards continuously as she stared at the door.

“I know this is going to be hard to believe, Grayson, but those wolves are our neighbors.” Her eyebrows raised, and she stared at me for a long time, not blinking before she said, “Say what now?” “I know it’s hard to wrap your mind around. Just like the fact that you just saw me shoot a fireball out of my hand. But it’s true. They are shifters. And I’m a mage.” “A what?” she asked, wrinkling her face up at me. “A mage. It’s kind of like a witch… but I draw upon the forces of nature. I get my strength from the forest.”

And horrifying. “T-That goblin is using magic!? Goblins can’t do that!” She hid behind a boulder with the level-headed boys who contemplated throwing her out. “Not unless they’re taught” calmly replied Hector. “But the textbooks”- “The text books don’t tell everything, especially text that can exploited”. She shut up after that, deciding to think up something before the batch of goblins come along. “I’ll create a hole, Hector can summon fire beneath it” she offered, staring wearily at the approaching goblins, their hands frozen as if they couldn’t control the magic they had.

God, I can't believe I'm thinking of his arms while he's about to kill a man. He opens his mouth in search of oxygen. His neck and face veins are swollen, which I would say is purple or even blue. It seems that their feet have already lost their lives, as they hang inert and without moving. He is a middle-aged man. It can be seen in the wrinkles on his hands or in the gray hair that begins to appear that it is closer to the third. -Azael- I utter serenely- Let it go. Azael looks at me with narrowed eyes before obeying me. And I am hardly surprised by how easy it is to control their actions. He drops it without any delicacy and drops it to the ground, causing a dry sound. The man is one secon

An uncomfortable silence ensued, a nerve had been struck and he knew it "I'm so--" He was cut off by a powerful blast of magic that just narrowly missed his head "You must die" Came a harsh raspy voice from the Humanoid Golem "The Mistress requires it!" She sprung into action before it could fire another shot, her twin blades whizzing like bugs through the air and rending off it's arms leaving clay where blood should have been, the clay simply began forming new arms, eight arms laid around her, making a total count of four reanimating monsters

Zane ordered the golem, and the golem opened the Ver De Terre's mouth, wide open for the Exploblast to shoot inside it and blast a hole in its back, killing it instantly. Clarisse felt victorious, Zane was tired, and Lucia ran out of energy. Zane runs to Lucia, this time, he's the one lending a hand to help her stand. Zane inhaled deeply and said, "you two did a good job, I couldn't do anything useful but just command for a little." "How did you summon that War Golem? It's a grandmaster-level spell," Lucia was intrigued and smiled. "I had a potion for it. When I ran to grab my sword, I saw it. That's why I grabbed it cause I thought 'why not' since it's no harm to be overprotective," Zane bl

I am foolish and a fucked-up pushover! I sit up as I feel my blood boil in anger but I groan as pain registers in my battered body. I doubt my body will still allow me to use my magic at its best. I doubt Sacrarium will still accept a depleted mage who has fallen from grace! My magic activates, and the wind around me rises. I cough as dust rises around me. The door to the room opens, and a muscular, handsome man comes in.

I asked Laeddin under my breath. "Nothing. Wait and stay quiet," he answered out of the corner of his mouth, trying not to draw attention to our conversation. Jagg jumped up and flew over to the nearest mound, picking up handfuls of gems and letting them rain through his hands. "This is incredible! Stupendous! Astounding!" He laughed heartily. "Now, make me the most powerful gargoyle in all of Garoth." He removed his emerald crown and replaced it with one made purely of diamonds.

Only then did he release her. She rounded up on him. "You have got to be kidding me? Are you going to leave them out there to fight whoever those men are?" The golem grunted but said nothing. After a few seconds had passed, he turned to her and in a calm voice, began to speak. "Rage is the lord of the underground Creep, a dark and dangerous world full of blood sucking men exactly like himself. Those men in the sky.. . . " He pointed outside. "Are his men."