Infinite Mage Characters Novels & Stories

No evening birds sending their eerie calls into the failing light. No sign of life other than these vicious beasts. There were two mages working against their far greater numbers. It took me only a moment to realize that the mages were Hawk and Magus, the mages Warlord had helped escape the Guild under the condition they find and protect his sister and send him word. Hawk wielded a blue light that fed his power. Magus’ was green. But trying to determine who they were actually fighting against was impossible to pinpoint. There’s far too many wolves here to tell which are on which side.

The white-haired woman pulled a contraption from her robes, like the bridle of a horse. “What is that?” I recoiled. The mage with the melodious voice stepped forward and grabbed my face by the jaw, holding me still. I tried to pull away. The contraption had a metal bar with sharp looking spikes and a framework of leather straps. “Hold her,” the woman ordered the men as I screamed and struggled against them. The half-ogre roared in response, and for a moment, fought his way free of his guards. “Ianaceo,” she growled out at the ogre with the bitter bite of magic, and the ogre fell flat onto the floor, though he continued to growl and groan, he could not move. “Don’t make me do the same to you,

Elias replied, still chuckling, "Yes. I couldn't possibly tell her about you" Erica chewed her bottom lip, "So...is everyone here a mage? Like born as a mage?" Elias immediately replied, "No, absolutely not. None of them are born as a mage. You are unique. You share Rosa's soul". Lucien added, "What the supernatural world portrays about us mages is not completely the true picture. They give examples of mages like Aldred", Elias growled at the mention of him but the former continued, "Not everyone can be a mage. To hone the ability to control one or more elemental powers is not easy. One has to have some inborn capability for that. Usually, they are destined and some choose the path on their

Caius added. “Wow. You look better when you’re human,” Vivar commented. He laid all his catch on the grass and he put on his dry clothes. “I’ll take that as a compliment. But I just have a little correction,” Namir said and he turned to Caius. “What I am is not a kind of dark magic. In fact, I’m created to repel dark magics.” “Whatever. Magic is still magic,” the prince argued.

Ignisar - God of Fire 🔥 Bloodline Name: Ignisborn Traits: volatile tempers, enhanced strength, fire conjuration, immunity to flame Signature Magic: combustion spells, wildfire manipulation, soul-heat channeling Trial Weakness: cannot survive underwater realms without aid 2. Aurella - Goddess of Light ✨ Bloodline Name: Aurafell Traits: glowing marks under skin, heightened charisma, truthsense Signature Magic: light manipulation, radiant healing, divine sigils Trial Weakness: shadowbound illusions, corrupted relics 3. Nyxarion - God of Shadow 🌑 Bloodline Name: Nyxveil Traits: silken voices, emotion dampening, night vision Signature Magic: shadowstep, darkness weaving, dreamwalking

the announcer said, “is Orin Zarrin. Mage class. Energy Burst magic.” That drew a few murmurs from the crowd. Energy Burst was no joke. It allowed a fighter to release explosive pulses from any point of contact—fist, elbow, knee, foot. Devastating in close range. But then again, he wasn’t royalty. No amplifier. Just raw talent. Still, that was more than enough to leave someone in the dirt. Nyomei stepped into the ring, drawing a few snickers from the crowd. Too soft, too quiet, too nervous. Easy win.

Jack Catwalk which has been filled with the heat of the liquid reaction is getting more and more brutal and blind. He even had trouble controlling himself, his emotions and his gaze. Like a wild animal, Jack only saw anyone as his opponent at this time. Until Jeremy's hard kick, made him fall. The two of them had a great fight. Even though Jeremy fell many times, he was still able to stand up again. Because Jeremy is equipped with strong martial arts and trained by a great coach. Werewolf Jack was overwhelmed and chose to run out of the building. Until he met Esmeralda in front of him.

They took a stepped backward, the five hooded men in white cloak that Mayari presumed as mages surrounded her with caution. "You all are better off running for your lives." Mayari coldly spoke. But her enemies didn't budge. Now they are beyond saving. "Do not be full of yourself, arrogant girl!" An old man's voice came from the hooded figure with long white cascading beard. "We have cultivated our magic since infancy. What makes you think that a beginner like you have a chance in defeating us!" "High end mages, I see." Mayari responded with a nod. "But I'm not referring to my magic being compared to the five of you."

His lips curled as he looked up at me, his handsome face doe eyed in appeal. “There are only four Fae mages, and one Elvish, that can practise Necromancy,” I said to Mariene in order to return the conversation to the war, ignoring the warlock’s flirtation. “And I am one of them.” “We will have to let the men know,” Mariene looked at Ruelke. “Or we will have them fleeing the battle.” “What are you thinking, my Lady?” Leongrad leaned over the table with Daerton and I.

Magma says as her panicked gaze meets mine. "I thought that's what they looked like. Even with their odd shape I would put you at about eight weeks. That's also odd because I know that you two haven't been together that long." She says looking at both our shocked expressions. "Amy chance your dragon can tell us what's going on here" she says to Magma. I watch as my mates expression blanks for a brief moment, but her dragon eyes don't appear. "Nope, I still cant wake her" she says in frustration after a few moments.