Magnus Warframe Novels & Stories

Yet suddenly, like a beacon of hope to all, a warm yellow light, so strong and bright that one would mistake its presence to be the sun, shined in the midst of the blind chaos of war. It glowed unrelentingly and unforgivingly, chasing the shadows into oblivion and turning gathered demons into dust. And facing the full brunt of the magnificence, in the middle of the short-paused war, was Magnus. He stumbled on nothing as he hurriedly stepped away from the harsh light, his own bright eyes blinded by the sheer force. His cloak of black and blood red magic swirled around him in a tornado of speed, crackling in the air like tittering birds, to cover him from the assault.

“This is Magnus and Darius, High Warlocks of the Warlock Church.” Kat regarded Magnus, the younger one, who had bleached white hair in a shaved cut with patterns dyed into the sides in black. He looked about thirty but Kat guessed he must be older to hold such a high position. She smiled beautifully at him, with a slight condescending tinge to her eyes. “What do you want to know, Magnus of the Warlock Church?” He smiled at her sarcasm. “Typical demon personality, I see.” “Met many demons, have you?” She asked coyly.

My eyes blazed a mix of blue and purple, and with a slam of my fist on the ground, I summoned lightning like Thor, striking him in the chest. Magnus flew backwards, hitting a tree less than 20 yards from Dylan. Get back! He can’t know you’re here! I mind-linked to Dylan. You need to be ready if I fall. He has a spell trapping your mom. I don’t like this, but fine. He grumbled, pushing back into the treeline out of sight. “Oh come on Mr. Almighty Warlock!” I taunted Magnus. “Is that all you got?” I felt heat radiating towards me as Magnus pushed back to his feet, his eyes burning orange. Something told me he was only just starting. His clothes were barely charred from the lightning, which tol

But if anyone makes a move toward me. I knew he’d spring into action faster than I could draw a breath. “What would he want with Vanna Rae?” “Another way to control her brother.” “My brother?” I yelped. “Which one?” That made my mates all twist to look at me. “Warlord...” Magnus supplied. “We know who he is.” Racer murmured. “That man is no friend to wolves.” “You’re mistaken.” Magnus sobered more than I’d ever seen him. “He’s a slave to King Detry.”

"This is over at this moment!" Magnus looked back, his gaze icy and strategic. Xander, you have missed the deadline. The actual game has started already. Prior to Xander's reaction, Magnus triggered a tool on his wrist, causing the pathway to collapse and blocking his exit. Xander was left standing amidst the destruction, overwhelmed by frustration and anger. He reunited with his team, their triumph overshadowed by the fact that Magnus had escaped from them once more. They had inflicted damage on his activities, however, the battle was not yet finished.

Thinking it thoroughly as I had time a while ago to think about it, there was nothing else I can think of other than the fact that I may be a part of Mors Magnus plan. He was the one that Saypher would fave before he go and Kill the queen of the ice fortress. But… just like what I think about it… among all Magnus that was in the game, only Mors Magnus have no life. He was created out of technology. That is to say, his personality is based on AI. Artificial Intelligence that was fixed to do one goal. That is to not let Saypher have his easy way. The fact that he should be injured due to the last battle he had with the Cane Magnus it give an effect in the process of him fighting with Mors Magn

Frederick wasn’t sure if there was still anything left of Magnus to save. Magnus let out a guttural snarl, his eyes locked onto Frederick. His lips curled back, revealing sharp, elongated canines—his body was shifting, morphing, his magic warping his very form. His shoulders trembled as though he were fighting something inside himself, but the darkness was winning. “Stay back!” Frederick warned, magic crackling in his hands, but Magnus charged. The force of his attack was unrelenting. Frederick barely managed to throw up a barrier before Magnus crashed into it. The impact sent a deafening boom through the hall, the magical shield straining under the force. Cracks spiderwebbed through it—Fred

The moment demanded more of me than I’d ever been asked to give. This was the test of my worth as Luna—not in the comfort of a title, but in the fire of battle. I had never led in war. I had never tasted this kind of terror. But I couldn’t afford to second-guess myself. Not now. Not when everything was falling apart. I reached out through the link. “Magnus, where are you?” “Behind you,” came the quick reply. I spun—and saw him. A massive grey wolf was ripping through the attackers, fury in every motion. That was Magnus. Fighting like the savage protector he was. I felt the reassurance of his presence even before our eyes met.

She rolled her eyes playfully. Lena took over, her voice dropping to a dramatic whisper that would have been perfect for a YouTube conspiracy video. "Decades ago, Magnus fought in a war. Not just any war. A supernatural conflict that most humans don't even know existed. He was fighting Alpha Kazakh – a legendarily brutal leader whose anaconda tattoo is said to come alive during battle." "Come alive?" Cathy's eyes were the size of dinner plates. "That's real? Real?"

He turned to the others and shouted as loud as he could, "everybody, hold on to something!" he stomped the ceramic tiling and tightened the tendons in his arms, screaming at the top of his lungs he had no intentions of masking his effort. It took a moment before the floor begun overturning, lifting the floor of the building up and tilting the room towards the doors. He had a form of Earth magic where he could manipulate the physical structure of something without breaking its integrity. The humongous table begun sliding towards the doors, smashing through whatever was on its way, the undead knights were still at the entrance so they had nowhere to hide. The heavy steel banquet table rammed i