Novelas y relatos de Golem Mage

“I can feel the strength, but your vessel is pathetic, there's no way you are what they say you are. “And what is that?” “A goddess reborn.” My blood boiled, and he shifted forward, eyeing Mela, two more sets of feet disturbed the boat. “What's with the friends?” “Oh they said I couldn't have you, fine by me I'll take the scared bitch for tonight at least, you however,” he mocked, “are going back a shell-like them when I am done with you.” Golems, but the dark kind, ones birthed into the bodies of the dead. My senses penetrated the forms. Dead, brainless, yet their souls were entrapped. Only their master to obey. He'd incapacitate me, trap my magic in a vegetable of a body, to use it, to fus

The leader of the Village, known as Trenton, stepped forward as his gaze narrowed on Cyran and Kellan. “I don’t think we properly introduced ourselves the last time I was here. My name is Azura Chasm, I am mated to Cyran Chasm and the Keeper of the Dragon Stone. They are here because we need your help.” All eyes moved from Kellan in his Dragon form and Cyran as they landed on me with surprise. Feeling awkward, I shifted from one foot to the other. While also feeling as if I was experiencing every high schooler’s nightmare, standing in front of class naked.

I continued The guards began to fall to their knees as they felt the wrath of my spells, they felt a sharp pain through their temples as none of them could stand up straight again, this excruciating pain tormented them even more as time went on, I have exceeded the boundaries now, I had to, it was my only chance of survival, I have entered into a different realm all together, I tapped into black magic, black magic is the most aggressive type of magic and it’s said to be contagious, witches over the years are forbidden from using black magic. My eyes were coated with blood, as the black magic consumed my soul and made me more powerful and hungry for blood. “Maledico tibi hodie ... cum bestiis

I have never seen a magical construct move with such fluid, human-like precision. "This is my personal defense golem, Shadow!" Caelan boasts proudly, beating his small chest. "Uncle Lucien had the grand artificers in the Royal Dominion forge her for my seventh moon-blessing! If any rogue blood hunter breaks into the citadel, Shadow rips their limbs off!" Caelan quickly pulls a small control crystal from his leather belt, rapidly tapping a sequence of ancient runes into the surface. A soft chime echoes through the chamber, and the golem’s red light shifts to a warm, gentle gold.

I screamed, but the ice mage had already retreated to the protected gallery overlooking the arena. "Destroy them, or die!" Kaelen's voice thundered from above. The golems attacked. Zade immediately threw himself in front of me. Black dragonfire erupted from him like a volcano as he charged the first three creatures. But ordinary dragonfire bounced harmlessly off the enchanted black ice. His punches and torrents of flame only slowed them down. I tried to protect his back with whips formed from green aether, but my magic was absorbed into the creatures' armor. There were too many of them.

“That’s not even a real mage. That’s a vegetable stew.” She ignored me and tried to cast something. “KLAH-ZOOMIA EXPLODIUS!” she screamed, flinging a glowing orb at me. It fizzled. Then turned into a frog. A confused frog, who croaked once and hopped straight into a nearby palace fountain. One of the guards, Sir Helgo—an older knight with half a beard and a big belly—squinted. “Was that a frog spell?” “No,” I said, completely deadpan. “It was revenge.”

Kael muttered. Gared turned and threw a curse. “I knew he’d come to follow us here.” The old mage waved his arms, controlling the swarm of red objects that looked like petals glowing in red. In an instant, the petals formed into three arcs before they launched towards the trees, slicing the trunks with incredible sharpness and ease. As the area fell into silence, the petals scattered in the air. Kael’s eyes watched them in awe. He had never seen such unique magic. “Where the hell have you been, Stone?” Magus Jade asked in an irritated tone as the petals gathered and circled him. Then they compressed together, forming into a long staff.

I glare at those creatures approaching us, as we hasten towards them. Now, we' are like throwing punches for eternity. We are wolves, and only a few of us were half elementalists. We cannot do any other attacks other than physical combat. We already eliminated almost half of them, but the massive hole keeps on regenerating them as if they were being resurrected in that hole. I finish my current opponent, an Earth Golem, as I thrust my claws onto his chest and jump to his head to kicked his charcoal orbs making it lose its balance and collapse on the hard ground making it shook for a moment.

Nodding in satisfaction he smiled as he prepared to go to sleep. ——————————————— Rolo watched as yet more mages came through the portals they had up. He had not been comforted by the descriptions of the creatures Jeff had detailed to him. They were not a naturally formed creature and as he feared it was a twisted life force mage. They were performing a twisted form of life force magic. Ugh…necromancy.

she trailed off staring at nothing. "Mage...isn't mage similar to a wizard?" Xavier asked hesitantly. "No!" Jade replied defiantly. "A mage is a wizard, yes, but he is a wizard who has chosen the dark path, a mage is a wizard who practices dark magic. A normal wizard wouldn't dare to do so, its forbidden", Jade's irises had red rings around them. She was upset and angry. Xaver just nodded. He understood where she was coming from. He knew the feeling. When a werewolf went rogue, he felt the same anger and remorse. No king or queen wanted their people to choose the wrong path.