Romans & histoires Magic Crafters Spyro Key

Alex begins to take the blue diamond key from Amora to open the iron covering the Cuŕipie tree. "Mother, let me do it!" Alex said while pointing his hand at Amora, Amora smiled at Alex while giving him the blue diamond key. Alex began to stomp his feet carefully towards the tree, he began to insert the blue diamond key and unlocked it, instantly the blue iron that locked the Cuŕipie tree was opened. Amora started to walk towards the Cuŕipie tree and stabbed her small knife into the Cuŕipie tree trunk, Curacin magic water slowly flows little by little. Quickly Amora took her small bottle and started to take Curacin magic water contained in the tree.

A key. ---

Neither fully aligned with my people nor accepted by Alexander's. "I have the Silverspiral Key," I state simply, changing tactics. "And knowledge of the Northern stronghold's secret entrances that no outsider possesses. Without me, you cannot reach Alexander before the ritual completes." Kieran's eyes widen slightly at mention of the key. "You stole it from your own people?" "I reclaimed it for its true purpose," I correct. "To work in conjunction with the amulet Lyra carries and the birthmark she bears." I meet his gaze directly. "You don't need to trust me, healer. You only need to recognize that our goals align for now."

Complete the Special quest on finding what's hidden beyond the mountain > The system said. ' Everything is just crazy. Let's just hope this guy has a lot to complete this Quest. ' thought Vic, ' But why am I not getting rewards, or is it expecting me to finish the quest first? ' Vic stood up and searched Spiro's bag in hopes of finding more Sweets Nylon. "Hey, what are you doing. That's my backpack you're touching!" Spiro shouted. "No, no, no don't spill the ink. It is expensive, I won't be able to make swords in two months if it spills!"

People were confused about the happenings as things like this has never happened before, She raised her right hand to the sky this time, her eyes has turned to red as her body shook in terror "I Princess Shebba of Harlet Moon Pack Reject you Eden Arastol as my mate, I strip myself of every mate bond and connection I have with you, I reject you a thousand times" She ended dangerously and brought down her hand. Pain shook through me as I felt electrocuted, I fell on my knees in pain, as the mate bond stripped and left my body. Only my groans can be heard. My face was forcefully held up, as I look to see its the Betta's daughter

I sighed and told them what the spirit told me. “But why only to Lady Seraphina? The spirit could have just meet Sir Zale, and since he is a water element user, the heir to say the least, why not him?” Asked Notus while looking confused. I sighed and just crouched to be at his eye level. “If the spirit were to summon Zale, then it will just end there. Remember when I said that the vengeance spirit was a fire? It might be a fire spirit that was tainted by some pollution from here.” I explained.

Luis was relaxing in his pool at the back of his mansion, with Marco his right hand man when one of his men walked up to them. “Boss.” He said with a slight bow. “Lucas.” “One of our stash houses was hit this morning.” There was silence for a while, which made Lucas fidget. Luis watched as Marco emerged from the pool, his arms, chest and back full of numerous black tattoos on pale skin. At over 6”4 he was an intimidating figure made of raw muscles. “And?” He asked impatiently. “They made away with two kilograms of our product.” Marco was now standing few inches away from Lucas.

“Many centuries ago, three keys were split and give to different species. The first key was owned by the unknown, dwarves who buried it only for it to be dug out by humans and because of its resemblance to religious objects; it was passed on from pope to pope. The second key was given to the witches who would guarded it but the moment we felt the first key awakening, we sealed it inside Samuel whose body is strong enough to seal the power of the key without killing him. Then finally the third is with werewolves or rather in the heart of the moon.” “The heart of the moon.” I whispered as I remembered a tree in the Moon child pack that my parents called the heart of the moon as a child. It was

He held a tall staff that glowed purple light. "What's the deal Spiro, why are you doing this," Nyx growls, waving his hand around the darkness. "Nyx, really, using your father's real name," he tsks, shaking his head. He scowls down at him and raises his hand, producing a ball of purple light, and quickly pushes it into Nyx. My eyes widened and I clutched my chest at the coldness that spread through my soul. I brightened my light and warmed it, pushing it away from me. Panicked, I look at Nyx and see his eyes are black and black tattoos are now on his face. Spiro is laughing heartedly.

Rex coughed, “It isn’t about that, you have something in your possession I need.” “Oh?” “A key.” “To what?” “Well, I need to get into the scrying tower.” “What!?” Marcia asked, her head snapping to face Rex. “Would you loan me your key to the scrying tower?” Rex asked, looking back into her eyes, doing his best to hold her intense gaze. “Why do you need to get into there? That is an extremely powerful magical piece of equipment,” Marcia said, her tone turning serious. “I know, please, I did say I needed you to not ask me why, but trust me, I need to get into there,” Rex said.