Muffliato Spell 소설 & 이야기

We all stare at it in awe as rogues approach. ‘I wonder?’ May says as she pulls it out and holds it up. ‘The spells we read in the book of spells and hexes, Magnus!’ She says. I’m confused. I give May a strange look before another bone breaks. May steps out from the bushes, holds the stick high in the air, and yells ‘Tumultuous Volley!’ Thunder erupts, and dark clouds appear and swirl around high above the rogues. Tumultuous Volley is one spell in the book I had read. It summons a storm and strikes enemies down with lightning.

* *“Translation: Stop whatever is happening around, do not move until I make another sound” As soon as he said it, everyone and everything stopped moving immediately. Lily also didn’t move at all so that Young Chul won’t get suspicious. After that, both brothers looked at each other and nodded. They started reciting the spell together. Young ho raised his hand and started with the first spell, *“Impigritas tenebrarum et lucis, ut obliviscatur eorum quae mox oculis conspexerunt”* *“Translation: Energy of the darkness and light, make them forget what just witnessed their eyes”*

I gave him a confused look. "What spell and why didnt it work on me?!" I asked and yelled at them, but I had a good idea on what they would say for my last question. "Its a love spell, it makes who ever inhales the smell kiss the closest person next to them, the only person spells dont work on is The Moon Goddess" he said while still holding onto that disgusting smirk.

(Alfred) As we were making our and have a small conversations we have already arrived at the tall and thick stone city wall, without alerting any guards nor the slumbering Undeads. “Well…climb it..can you give me a push?..”. “So that is our plan…rather than give you a push…I can get us over the wall quick..(Feather Weight)..”. (Alfred) Alfred simply cast a spell on both of us, the spell was called (Feather Weight), just like its name it made our entire body weight almost to the point of like a feather, According to Alfred this were the spell that was very easy and very simple that it would not alert any watching eyes towards us. Thanks to him, we can easily climb over the wall despite it bei

Abby nodded her head silently just so to let Eugene knew that she got his words loud and clear. "All you have to do, little girl, was to chant those words written on the paper and you would already know where to find them." This time, it was the cat who butted into the conversation and explained to Abby how the spell would work. Knowing that Abby happened to know a thing or two with the Marcelian calligraphy, Jorah, and his master, Eugene, believed that it would not post Abby any difficulty in making the spell worked.

[You learned the [Miasma Barrier] Spell] Chaos was suddenly taken aback from the battle as a sudden dinging sound resonated through his mind, and alongside that, a mechanic voice alerted him that he had learned a spell… Miasma Barrier, the thing he just used.

Albwin rolled his eyes. -Luna? Did I just hear you say— Hello, Luna?— Did you find Ember, is she okay? Is she hurt?- Torin’s voice sounded off inside Albwin’s ear. That was one of the flaws of the speech spell. You couldn’t pick and choose what the other person hears when you speak, and Torin talked a lot.

“Are you sure I’m ready for it?” “I’m sure of it.” Magenta shrugged. “After all, it’s just a spell like any other.” Then she held her hands up, her eyes wide as if what she was saying was of the utmost importance, which it was. “Now. When you want to teleport to a person or location, you say the word ‘traiceret’ and then the name of the person or location afterward. For instance. Traiceret kitchen!” Suddenly, gold and white sparkles encircled her, forming a mini tornado and engulfed her, causing her to disappear.

My entire plan depended on finding that spell…. I was about to put back the book with a heavy heart when a certain spell flashed in my mind. I wasn’t able to recognize it because it was in an unknown language. The spell Valence used a few minutes ago was in an unknown language too. Could that be the spell I was looking for? Rummaging through the book, I quickly found the page. I used a translation spell on that piece of parchment and moments later, the entire spell flashed in my mind; almost as if I had absorbed the words and imprinted them on my mind.

I lifted my head slowly, my whole body trembling against him, “What… what did you just do to me?” My breathing finally slowed, the sting leaving like it had never existed. Clifford’s hands eased off me, but his eyes didn’t. “It’s like a spell,” he said finally, his voice low. “To stop whatever seems to be growing on you. It should hold for now.” My whole body went cold. A spell? My lips parted but no sound came out. A spell! When did Clifford learn how to do spells? He was a fighter, a scholar, a man of steel and command—since when did he touch things like this?