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“I contemplated getting Valhared to sail us there, but it would take too long. A portal will be much quicker.” We rode out until we passed the ruins where we had camped, and he dismounted to lay out his spell components. He mounted behind me and Florien landed on his shoulder, clinging to his hair. “Aperianu,” Rivyn commanded, the metallic bite of the magic sharp on the air. I sneezed and he laughed as he urged Coryfe through the portal. “Your allergy to magic, I can, however, fix for you immediately.” “It doesn’t bother me greatly now that we’re away from the mages. I am almost accustomed to your magic, except for when you cast it from directly behind me,” I pointed out. His hair blew over

“The mages?” “Yes,” Elara nodded. “They are known for healing that goes deeper than the flesh. My sister’s daughter is a powerful mage, a Seer. She can see the movements of the soul before the body even moves. She will be of great help in the coming war.” “We will wait for them,” Kael said. Once the business was done, Kael didn't lead me back to the castle. Instead, he took a side path that wound deeper into the ancient forest surrounding the Blackthorn fortress.

I straddled him to deepen the kiss when we heard a whistle behind us. “If I had known you guys would give this kind of show, I would’ve brought popcorn.” I broke away to see George and Harry walking towards them. I jumped up to greet them, pulling them both into a hug. “What are you guys doing here?!” “You think we’ll leave you going against a crazy witch without our help. Besides, I have never seen a grimoire up close before,” Harry said with a sparkle in his eye. I looked at George, who rolled his eyes as Harry gushed about the books Mirja let him keep.

Otherwise, in a worst-case scenario, one will be swallowed by the ground itself when a higher ranking warlock or sorceress cast it over someone who is weaker than them. 'I have never feel this close to Hogwarts.' Audrey said under her breath. She and her friends believed that the spells that they learned during Arts of Voodoo class will definitely become handy on raising the success rate of their mission. As soon as the Professor De Belen dismissed the class, the students immediately left the classroom. Everyone is excited to try their hands out for this set of new magic spells that they just learned.

Paige then explained to her, "I'm going to find out soon, my mother told me that on my 16th birthday, she would give me the magic herb called Soul’s revelation, I still have a month to wait but I can't stop thinking about it. Let me explain to you, this magic herb allows you to find out if you have a particular energy reserve, once swallowed you do a first test to find out if you are a mage, a warrior or a simple human. And if you realize that you have a energy reserve then you have to do a second test to know if you are a mage or a warrior. This second test will allow you to know your potential if you are a mage, and if you are a warrior then your potential are already unlimited, it is up t

If the second child is a boy, she will at least become a 5th-rank warlock with her bloodline talent, and she will receive the title of Field Lord, so she will not have to worry about her livelihood. Regardless of all this, even if it were just based on appearance and temperament, if it weren't for the reality of the situation, Ibel dares to say that the nobles of the entire Kingdom of France would be willing to marry Christine, so it's only natural that the other party wouldn't look down on herself. Ibel knows this, of course, but he is deeply involved and unable to extricate himself. Luckily, the two of them study at the Mage Guild in Raine City and usually interact with each other, and Ibe

“I don’t know what to say on that, but, as you can see, you are not the only one with regrets. And no, I am not sure who would win in the competition for the worst mate of a millennia award if you and I would compete. But, what I am sure of is that we need you to win this war. So, please, if you want to continue with war, can we please stop this prissy, girly bromance moment? I am starting to have the urge to paint my claws in pink and pillow fight while giggling. So, are you back to fight the battle, Erzelus?” I stood up and gave him a hand. He refused the hand and was about to stand himself up. He hiccuped, swaying and looking dangerously unsteady on his feet when the ground beneath us sta

The best of us must sometimes eat our words. — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead The talk with Hunter still bugged my mind. I tried my best to shove it back on the back of my mind. I had more important matters now such as Villain X and what he might do to us. There was no time to dwell on regrets. What had happened between Hunter and me was not a priority.

"Enter, son of Levi." The door creaked open, revealing the aged wizard. The room was dimly lit, with flickering candles casting eerie shadows across the walls. Aeron's eyes fell upon Pelenore. They stood face to face, with Pelenore's intense gaze shooting daggers at him. Silence hung heavy in the air, and Aeron could feel the weight of Pelenore's disappointment and anger. Without warning, the sorcerer swiftly picked up a small dagger and hurled it at Aeron. Caught off guard but resolute, Aeron stood his ground, allowing the blade to graze his right cheek. Before he could react, another dagger cut across his left cheek, leaving trails of blood in its wake. Determined not to show weakness, Aer

Adele’s POV When mom mind linked me to tell me that Gabe was actually a white warlock, acting as a dark warlock, I was really happy about that. I’m glad there is at least one person here who is on my side. I had finally gone back to sleep when I heard, “Adele! Are you awake?” I answered, “Huh? Micah! What’s up?” He asked, “We are just worried about you, sis. Are you really as okay as you are telling mom?” I could tell he was relieved to hear my voice when I answered, “My face is a little sore from the hit, but it’s not that bad. I can still sleep through it. Was I dreaming when mom said a warlock named Gabriel would be helping me?” He chuckled, “You were not dreaming, sis. It’s true. We are