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They used explosives, abilities, talismans and had already called for their meditating magician colleague to come help. This magician had a thing for solitude and so they could not reach him through his cellphone. Two of them quickly went in search of him. Unfortunately, too much had gone down before he could be found. The men (and women) at the door entered aggressively and saw a frozen Larry by the door and pieces of black blooded flesh and intestines. There was confusion on their faces. Why was the pieces of their boss black? The magician arrived. He slowly walked to the front, talisman in one hand, a wand in another.

"I can take the cancer away. All I need do is to pay Caro a visit and she'll put me through on the things I need to do." "No you won't." he countered, his hardened jaw showing just how serious he is. "Even without being told, I know that it's going to be risky and I refuse let you indulge in such act." "It's not risky at all." I hope so too. In the history of magicians, I haven't heard where a magician cured someone of cancer. "You have nothing to worry about." "I don't like this baby... I honestly don't. I'd rather lose him than lose you." he pulled me down with him, his back flat on the bed with my body on top of his. "Who whispered this idea into your head?"

utterly handsome. "Sicario." The magician greeted Grandfather. He addressed my grandfather as an equal. So I'm sure the two are about the same age or the man I don't know is older. "Merlin." Grandfather greeted me and I stopped. Merlin? He is the name of a sorcerer in a Mythology that is related to King Arthur. But everybody knows it's just folklore. This man in front of me is just someone who bears the same name as him. But I still can't help but be surprised.

"You're wrong. Capital City's Webers won't find out about this. "What?!" Hero's expression changed. There was a look of shock in his eyes. "Do you think the Webers' powerhouses can catch me?" Chase shook his head. "Those people can't stop me. Even if they did catch me, there's nothing they can do if I want to escape. That would mean… You're dead!" Chase broke into a smile. He raised his hand and pointed between Hero's eyes. It seemed like he was capable of doing magic. Hero's consciousness slowly became muddled, and he eventually had a blank look on his face.

With another wave of his hands, the two boys came back to the table with two, big, open ended boxes. When Xerian was laid flat on the table, they placed the boxes over him. His head and legs were sticking out both ends of the boxes. “And now,” the magician announced with a big grin. "I will sever our friend, Zen's body in two halves without a drop of blood.” My heart immediately stopped. I watched in fright as one of the boys handed the magician a long sword. “Zen,” I yelled in fear as the man walked over to Xerian on the table.

(Grand Magus Soo Kwan Hon) He closed the door to the Humvee and left with a loud laugh. The old Magus were certainly a playful ones, but he is trustworthy, as the Great Archmage had told me. The plans of altering memories was for Maria Scheiber and also Helga. Since I have decided to take them under my wings, I have to ensure their safety, therefore getting them to Aeternum is a must. This whole time I had kept my interactions with them as a secret, no one knows that I have been with them.

“Harlow… how did you do that?” “I don’t know,” I shrugged. “I just wanted it to be fixed, so I envisioned it flying away, and then it was.” The fact that he seemed surprised that I could do that was interesting to me. “Don’t the other magicians have the ability to do that? I asked, half joking, at least about the magicians part. “No,” he said, shaking his head. “I mean… not when they don’t even know who they are or what they’re doing.”

Did this mean the teacher… was the boss of their boss? Their heads couldn't handle this information. Wait a second. Did the older man say "Master Pearce"? Was he referring to the same Master Pearce who conjured a leviathan out of thin air and defeated Deus Gamibo, the undefeated King of Martial Arts? Machetes, baseball bats, and various weapons clattered to the floor. They were terrified. Everyone had heard of Master Pearce. He was an actual superhero, unbeatable and indestructible! Cyclops felt despair consume him. "Oh God! Save me, Mr. Flemming!"

The word felt inadequate. Magnus’s eyes met hers, filled with a mix of fear and determination that made her heart clench. Made her want to run and stay all at once. “It is.” Magnus took a deep breath, his gaze distant as if recalling ancient legends. Or nightmares. “There’s Zeeb,” he began, his voice taking on a hushed, almost reverent tone. “His spirit guide is Razor, a saber-toothed tiger that grants him superhuman strength. I’ve heard he can lift entire buildings with his bare hands.”

Nicolas told him, but I watched as fear crossed over his face. “Levi, he is a super.” I told Levi, and the shock at that confession again caused confusion. But I only looked at Nicolas. “I told you Nicolas I wouldn’t tell a soul. If you want to tell him, that is up to you. I can tell you Levi can be trusted.” “Young pup, have you ever heard of a super being called a Mage?” Nicolas asked. “Yeah, but they are more like a myth, as no one has actually ever seen one,” Levi said, looking between the two of us. Just then Nicolas allowed his magic to dance across his fingers. The blue lighting danced between his hands but not going any further up his arm.