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“I know.” That only made her more frustrated. Soren had wisely moved several steps away. Coward. Valerian himself eventually approached before the argument could continue. The old archmage studied Lior carefully. “You’ve studied advanced mana theory before.” It wasn’t a question. Lior smiled. “A little.” That was a lie. A terrible lie. The archmage clearly knew it too. Unfortunately, proving it was another matter entirely. Valerian looked like he wanted to ask more questions. Instead, he nodded once.

His voice was low, deliberate, edged with something Evelyn had rarely heard in him: caution. “The beast we saw,” he said, eyes narrowing in thought. “It is no ordinary lycan. Not even a rogue.” Rowan frowned. “You mean the crimson eyes? I’ve read of such a thing in fragments… but I thought it was only myth.” Kael shook his head. “Not myth. Memory. That creature is the Hollow Beast—the remnant of the first betrayal.” Evelyn froze where she stood in the next room, the boards creaking beneath her as she lingered at the edge of their conversation.

Lucian looked confused about why he needed to harm Xylia. “Lucian, you have to hurt her. I told you to do it.” Vica told him, looking like she was going to blow up. Lucian looked at Vica, then at Xylia. He groaned, then doubled over in pain. The spell was trying to make him do what Vica told him to do, but the bond he had to Xylia was keeping him from hurting her in that manner. Lucian screamed as he fell to the floor, fighting the pain.

Yvere reported. "Purple?" Sabu mumbled to himself. The five were slowly being overwhelmed. Heinrich's magic was slowing down. The group was swarmed by yokai blasting magic from rooftops. The lycan were easier to deal with, if only because Lao's contract activation had made him far stronger than them. Lao was more stained with blood than the other four combined. He had been at the very front intercepting every attack he could. His arms would have been perforated if not for his gauntlets.

“I said, let her go.” The man studied her closely now, fascination replacing amusement. “Incredible,” he murmured. “You’re stronger than I expected. Untrained. Emotional. And still holding back.” “Who are you?” Lily demanded. He smiled and pulled back his hood. His face was human, too human, but his eyes glowed faintly violet, threaded with black veins that pulsed when Lily’s power flared. “My name is Alaric,” he said. “And I study evolution.” Derek pushed himself upright, blood at the corner of his mouth. “You’re a rogue mage.”

I could see the toll it was taking on them, their faces paling as they gave their energy to sustain Alicia. The blood continued to trickle from Alicia's eyes, a stark reminder of the immense power she was wielding and the price it demanded. Lucian's chanting grew louder, more frantic, as if sheer willpower alone could turn the tide. The mages around him mirrored his intensity, their collective efforts a testament to their loyalty and desperation. Avery realized the gravity of the situation and snapped back into her serious mode. She rushed back to the fairies and directed them; they all infused Lockwood with more energy to combine the forces and support Alicia.

ABILITIES: -Firebolt(250 MANA) -Trigonal Flames(500 MANA) -Fire minions(depending on number of minions(100 MANA for every summon per minute )) -Beast Taming Mastery(low level beasts) -Flirting(doesn't work on males) . Max had still not got used to the details of the stats, as it always contained weird infos like this alongwith some handy ones, though this is the first time to see this weird ability (although of no use), getting serious, the ??? On this bondage ability disturbs him and also the fact that the snake seemed to be lying dormant and the man was chanting a long spell without worrying about getting attacked as if... ARCANE SHIELD, Quick!. Just as Lucifer was going to kill the evil m

That left him in dark trousers and a sleeveless vest open enough to reveal both his collarbones and those sharp, defined abs like some medieval action figure. “Stop staring,” he said dryly. “I wasn’t,” I lied. He gave me that dangerous smirk. “You were.” The grimoire pulsed again on my hip like it could hear us flirting. Alaric tilted his head toward the center circle marked with silver and obsidian chalk. “You’re sure about this?” “I’ve handled lightning.” I stepped forward, squaring my shoulders. “A bit of ancient necromantic energy won’t kill me.” “Actually, it might,” he murmured. “That’s why I’m here.”

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he said confidently. Felicity scoffed, shaking her head in amusement. “You’re a fool, Vaemond. Cain is no ordinary opponent. He’s the first of his kind, a lycan created from ancient and powerful spells. He was made by the ultimate sorcerer and he is a force to be reckoned with. Your petty sword skills won’t be enough to defeat him.” Intrigued, Vaemond leaned closer, his curiosity piqued. “So, what’s your solution then?” he asked.