Romans & histoires Gun Mage

The guy mouthed as the rocks moved, with high speed it flew like bullets towards the enemy. The two figures wasn't intimidated and fought back with the intent to kill. With each side clashing without holding back, explosions all over the place occurred. Jamnia was more afraid than she could ever, she hid behind the arrogant guy using him as a human shield. The series of attacks didn't end, there were times Jamnia almost got hit by a thorny flower or a sharp edged metal. The guy couldn't careless he didn't care about himself, what more to inferior creatures? "Metal Magic: Forge!"

Amy maintained a calm tone of voice while speaking firmly to the killer. “I was just curious. You don’t have to get defensive, my lovely, Asian flower.” The gunman’s voice trailed down to a growling whisper. The burly, bearded man stared across the room at Amy with ungodly thoughts seeping into his mind. “You came in here and ignored me. You won’t even tell me how you enjoyed my game. I based the game on your life experiences. I named the video game Gunmetal Mama in honor of your MMA fighting career.” The gunman showed his teeth while sneering at Amy. “I’m so flattered,” Amy spoke to the gunman through a dry tone, unleashing her sarcasm. She returned her hands to the front of her stomach whe

At that point the guards were questioning whether they had the capabilities to go up against a beast like him, landing a hit on him was impossible, they hadn't managed it since they started the brawl. “I do not sense any life inside you. You are just dolls, controlled by a magician, you have no souls. And so I shall feel no remorse when I kill you!” The atmosphere decayed quickly. Garvin had picked up the spearheads he managed to sever with his kick, clutching them tightly in his palms. He dashed once more towards the guards, his feet barely touching the ground. Instead of running towards them, it seemed like he was leaping. The first guard to go down saw nothing but a blur. One moment he wa

It now my turn to choose a champion and as planned, I chose gragas. Gragas is a rare pick, especially in tournaments. His poke, sustain and escape are all pretty good, and his ult provides a little extra CC. Gragas is more than just a pretty gut. He's a super versatile Tank Mage who you can play on pretty much any lane, but once you get the hang of him, he can be one of the most powerful Champions and he is a Fighter champion and the only melee mage. “ Woah, I don't know what the BLKQ plans, but choosing gragas on a tournament is a big no no.”

"I look festive." "You look like someone who has already decided to do something catastrophically stupid and is doing their makeup to delay the conversation about it." I set down the eyeliner and turned to face him. Drake Valcoin, ancient vampire, only male Divine Warrior in recorded history, Council Elder, and the man who had literally pulled my soul back from the Neverplain, looked genuinely worried. Not the performative concern he used in Council chambers. The real kind, the kind that lived behind his eyes when he thought no one was paying close enough attention to catch it. I was always paying attention.

Maria muttered into my ears. "It's not fair. I literally dragged Douglas into my mess. Into Ruby's mess. And Emily?" I cried. "Emily-" "Someone should close the door n-" Maria said as Wu walked near, only to halt a few feet away. "Shit!" "That is not our only problem. There's an-" "What?" Maria asked as we felt ourselves circling near the door, only to find yet another pink package. "There's another bomb-" Wu whimpered as she shut the door softly enough, prior to yet another gunshot.

I ask, leaning in and inspecting it closer. “Just wipe it off, will you?” he sighs heavily and I comply. “I’m sure Anna will tell you all about it.” We hit the area where I crawled off my mom only ten minutes ago and my jaw drops. There are dead rogues and lots of warriors cleaning up the mess by collecting and burning bodies. “What the hell happened?” “Our Luna disappeared and stopped responding to our gamma,” he says, his jaw clenching and body tense. I clearly didn’t notice his reserved anger when he found me, but looking at him now, I realize he is angry.

He was definitely a swordmaster who uses an aura of darkness. It was new for Logan as he never thought there would be a swordmaster in Brendon's raiding force. He scans Black Sword from head to toe, he is a tall, muscular and dark skinned man with bright blue eyes and pitch black hair. " Codename Mickel, I'm a fire mage. I burn down any building in a few seconds and give enemies a sudden attack. My magic is attack but there's a limit on how much I can use my mana," a ginger hair man introduces, shocking everyone present in the meeting hall except Brendon.

T BE SATISFIED! “150 games and all of them you exhausted your mana with that absurd one shot blaster. I should be the one asking you how you lost, you goddamn whale monster.” [Author’s Note: ‘Whale’ or ‘Whaling’ or ‘P2P’ which is ‘Pay to Pay’ is a term used for gacha gamers who spend real money on games for anything and everything. Basically they’re in possession of the strongest weapons and characters which ‘F2P’ players have a hard time getting or they never get it at all]

His smile widens and accepts it. “You’re too young in this kind of job. You’ll still have many things to learn. Nice to meet you too, Miko. You can call me JD-hyung.” He said as we shake hands. Then he looked at Aikon-hyung. He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.”