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“You already know my lycan beast lies dormant. But let us shift regardless. Let us see whose wolf is stronger.” “Gladly,” said the mage, his eyes darkening. He reached inward, calling to his wolf. But nothing came. Vargr narrowed his eyes. Draven... He reached again through the bond—but silence met him. He tried once more. Still, no answer. The mage tilted his head with mock concern. “What’s this? Can’t reach him?” Vargr’s fury ignited. “What have you done?” “As long as you remain here,” the mage said c

'leave it to me' I will have to shift back soo enough, cause there are no attacks that work on Mage, I can only think of a handful, and Ophelia's attacks aren't exactly suited for fighting something that can take any shape or size as he wishes. I work my legs fast as I move up to a little hill and jump as far can reach with my jaw wide open and aim for one of the yellow eyes; but unfortunately, I miss and roll to the ground. I shift back quickly and raise myself almost 15 feet to meet Mage's height, I swirl my hands left and right trying to gather all the air I can around Mage, and then bring my hand close to each other. A smile creeps its way up to my lips as I hear Mage roar loudly, clearl

He reached out his hand and the book slid across the table to him, causing the apprentice nearby to gasp and shoot a look out of the corner of his eye. I wondered why Rivyn had not used that trick to retrieve his dagger and free himself from the net the night we had met. Perhaps it only worked for things close by, or perhaps it was something new, learnt from the books that he had been reading, I speculated. How powerful would the mage be by the time his quest was done? It was hard to imagine when he already seemed impossibly gifted. Rivyn arched an eyebrow. “Do you think Fae princes make a habit of posing for mankind to sketch?” he asked disdainfully, returning the book to me.

" Aesthelia focused on sending the message telepathically as loud as she could. She tried visualizing the form she wanted them to take and, hopefully, it reached them. This time they followed her words and came forward in a circle position. The wolves who match the vampires' strength will serve as the tanks. They are durable when mages support them. "Elliot, now!" Aesthelia yelled, signaling the other mages to focus on concentrating on making mana armor to reduce the damage received by the wolves. The mages are fit as long-distance attackers. They are the ones who shouldn't be bothered while they are casting spells. Sure, they can't heal, but at least they can make a shield to protect others

Once we are both inside, I press the button to shut the door. Musu takes a deep breath and looks around my private library. She spends a lot of time here, but she clearly doesn't understand why I pulled her in right now. “What is Mavri Magea?” I ask her, trying to remember I have no problem with her. “Uh, Greek. It can be dark magic or black magic,” she nods confidently. “You’re sure?” I ask hesitantly. “Yes, Alpha. One hundred percent,” she confirms. I sigh and rub my hands over my face, “Give me a moment, Musu. I need to have an argument with my wolf.”

The nine stood around the circular table that he had once hidden under with Layana, it felt like so long ago, a tiny smile crossed his lips as he reminisced on their night together, it had only been a few hours since he had seen her, but he missed her already. “This is a very dangerous game my king,” Adantero the Metal Mage said, his grey eyes sharp, he was a man in his mid-40s. “One that we must play, what do you know about the ability of the Dark Lord?” Evaan asked them, “The spell to check If he possesses an ability will not work,” Caylen the Water Mage spoke, his pale blond hair falling in front of his pale blue eyes. Gabriel the Fire Mage nodded; he was a man in his early 50s.

But his words caused the expression of all who knew what that creature was to change. The Resurrection Cat was a weak High Class Magical Beast that had a rare ability. It had weak attack power, a feeble defense, and the only thing that it got working for it was its impressive speed. If it wasn’t for the fact that it had an ability, it wouldn’t even be recognized as a Middle Class Magical Beast. For it had the physique of a Low Class at best. But its special ability was so impressive that it was ranked as a High Class. What was this special ability?

STR 4 AGI 4 DEX 4 MEN 5 CHA 5 LUCK 1 SP 0 SKILL PREDICTION - USER CAN PREDICT THE ENEMY MOVE, SPECIAL ITEM SHOULD BE USE (EYE GLASSES) CAN ACTIVATE FOR X AMOUNT OF TIME --------- ART VINCENT BALAYO ACID BONE FRAME LVL 1 MANA 100 STR 5 AGI 5 DEX 5 MEN 3 CHA 3 LUCK 1 SP 0 SKILL CHANGE TO ACID - USER CAN CHANGE PROPERTY OF ANY WATER TO ACID/ LEVEL OF ACIDITY VARIES TO X AMOUNT ---------- RAYMART SONGCUYA POLLUTION BONE FRAME LVL 1 MANA 100 STR 4 AGI 4 DEX 4 MEN 2 CHA 3 LUCK 1 SP 0 SKILL SMOKE SIGNAL - USER CAN SUMMON SMALL SMOKE SIGNAL ABOVE --------- because of this sudden discovery the hope in our heart becomes more stronger

They were magnificent, all of them, and she couldn’t tear her eyes away. “ I knew she would accept us,” Drago’s elegant mother moved toward Madchen with such a grace, it seemed she floated off the ground. Ariana grasped both Madchen’s hands in a gesture of acceptance. “Welcome to our family, Madchen,” Drago’s mother’s eyes shined like diamonds as she looked Madchen over. “This one here,” she smiled, “Is special. I sense she is full of magic, in her own right,” Madchen arched a brow, doubt written all over her delicate features.

“Constantine, if we’re going to stand any chance against Agnes and her dark magic, we need an edge. Something the elders won’t see coming.” Constantine, her face etched with determination, nodded. “I know, Isolde. We can’t let Agnes’s underhanded tactics win this contest. But what can we do?” Isolde’s eyes gleamed with a hint of mischief as she whispered, “Mountain ash.” Constantine frowned, puzzled. “Mountain ash? How can that help us?” Isolde explained, “Mountain ash is a powerful elemental substance. If we incorporate it into our spells during the ritual, it could give us an advantage. Agnes won’t see it coming, and it might disrupt her dark magic.”