Mahou Sensou Magical Warfare Novels & Stories

"As soon as we can awaken your mage blood, then your training will not be that hard for you since you were a trained fighter who had been through a lot." "Awaken my mage blood?" Lanver was confused. He didn't know if he could ever be accustomed to the terms used in this world. "Yes. Right now we can only feel your presence as a human. Princess Anna must have sealed it to hide you. However, your blood as a mage must be so strong that it could resist Princess Anna's spell, that's why there were times, as you've noticed, when something weird were happening to you." "Why would you know what was happening to me back there?"

I say to her. She looks at Alpha Mayhem approaching us fast. She places a stone in my hand. "You will need this when we find Fallon. This will bring her back to you. It will take more than tea. It is my life force and my magic. When we find her, they will have started draining her magic. Do you know what will happen to a witch after their magic is drained?" Mother Anges asks me.

I closed my eyes and focused to call my Mana but received no response. "Consistency is the key…." Katana's words rang into my head and I kept focusing on bringing my Mana into action. After a while, I heard faint voices which sang a song for the soldiers going to the war. It was peaceful but deadly at the same time. I found myself looking up to the moon and saw a familiar face. Suddenly, I left my body getting lighter as something started taking control over me. My palms turned icy cold and my breaths were harsh. There was a rush of adrenaline in my veins as the powers kept flowing through my entire body.

“B-but, how?” Mei laughed, amused at the look of bewildered shock on Jade’s face. “It’s a special skill I’ve had since… since…” Mei’s smile vanished. She seemed to be hesitating about something. “Since?” Jade prodded. “Well, you see,” Mei continued. “I’m sure you’ve heard about the beast gods. Well, I’m actually one of the seven stars of a beast god.” “WHAT? I can’t believe it! Which holy beast?”

He pulls the other werewolf away from the scene, and the guy drops his colorful Pokémon peaked cap. "Man, why do you have to be such a killjoy?!" "Casper, you know better than to take pictures of a dead body!" Blake growls at Casper, the guy taking the pictures, and looks around his people with blazing eyes. "It goes for the rest of you too! Obey your alpha or will punish you!" As soon as Blake has spoken, colorful smoke in the color green fills the field, making everyone couch. Then, a loud voice belonging to my grandmother yells over the entire botanical garden. She must be using a voice enhancer spell.

Part of my soul materialized into a mask and the remaining materialized into twin daggers in each hand. I saw the others de-soul right after me. It seemed like they were just hesitating because we’re in the presence of one another, so they only needed me to break the ice. I studied my allies. Cass was equipped with a whip and maintaining the posture of a battle princess. Her weapon has a lot of coverage, but barely lethal. Her skirt was too short and her shoes had a bit of heels on them, so I’m guessing she won’t be as agile. Next, there were some objects floating around Lowan. They looked like large confetti but upon closer inspection, they turned out to be cards; however, they weren't play

AURORA’S POV I closed my eyes and focused on the place I had seen in my memories and tried to teleport there. A few minutes later I had fallen on the ground, drenched in sweat and panting with exertion. My magical powers weren’t enough to penetrate the dark shield. There was only one way now… Teleporting to the sanctuary, I took out ‘The Heart of Magic’. I shivered at the currents of power coursed through me by just holding it.

But for Yara she dragged herself to them. When they approached, Zaviar made place for them beside himself. Minahil sat down and began enjoying the warmth of the fire and Saad's lovely voice. "Yeh Jo halka halka saroor hai, Ye teri nazar ka kasoor hai, Ke sharaab peena, Sikha diya, Ke sharaab peena, Sikha diya," (This light-sweet intoxication Is the crime of your eyes That has taught me drinking wine

Hairs of the witches rose in the air as they enchanted, and a new gust of crimson red magic saturated with blood-bounding sigil slithered through the grounds of Macabantran Castle. The chimes of metal clanks of weapons, frantic war cries and roars were mingled with sounds of bones crushing, squelching and crunching of the blades which pierced through the bodies of the warriors—our warriors and Macabantran warriors alike. The grunts of warriors were mixed with the wheezing sounds of those dying in the darkness of the battle and whirs of magic. Many of our warriors were killed on the spot, swatted like flies. Those who weren’t and who’d put up a good fight were losing when the light of the gat

Warren of Bane pack nervously began to pace once again, running his hands through his waves of hair. " What is all the commotion?" A warm breeze suddenly washed over Makaria and the other skin, goose bumps pebbling their skin at the voice of such authority. Their goddess appeared suddenly along with her animal companions, all in their ferocious, saliva dripping glory. She was a sight to be hold in her moonlight cream tunic with her dangling weapons tied like a sash around her waist. " We are watching a tragedy of Warren and Pomelia take place my goddess," Callisto chuckled as the few other around Makaria began to slip away, making way for thier goddess.