Rukh Magi Novels & Stories

Raven spoke with a stoic voice and an expressionless face. "Luxury? The heck! We all have that because we are royalties. House? Heck, we already have a castle. Powers? For Pete's sake, we have one of the strongest powers that a Magi can have. We are already content. We all have the things that a Magi can have. There's only one missing, and that is what we truly desire, and that is to be your friend." I said. Raven remains poker-faced, as if she doesn't care about what I'm saying. "You're really an idiot, aren't you?" Raven asked scornfully.

Mia on her part was trying to disguise her moves in case they were going to find her out like that. What a surprise, a rogue wolf jumped on Delilah calling her Raven. "He's a fool" Kathryn mocked. Of course he was or perhaps he wasn't told that Raven was a superior and a boss. The rogue was supposed to be looking at the ones with gloves.

The wizards and the magicians were exchanging blows with each other. “It looks like the magicians and the wizards are planning to remain at the camp base.” Ryuzaki accurately read the room. Ryuzaki was one of the people who had relics with him. His relic's name was the power of persuasion. It was the power where he could command people on his whim to a certain extent. However, it would only work for someone weaker than him. “Kneel down!” He used up the highest volume, screaming like he had a speaker toward the enemy.

Each exchange had been at the meetings the leaders of the seven magics held once a century. We arrived quickly. Gabriel halted at the edge of Keening Forest. It was known for its giant pine trees, and hostile phantoms said to be able to make you crazy or hallucinate or both. Seeing one wasn't high on my list, but it was highly likely we would. Gabriel released me, allowing my feet to crunch against the dried grass. "This way," I said, wanting to get this over with before it began. "I don't know," Ryden said, her high voice quivering. "Are you sure this is necessary? I mean, can't you command Devoran to come to you?"

He can use three types of nature magic and another two rare types of magic which are the eye technique and summoning technique. “Whirlpool water blast technique!” Roger used his water nature magic against Kukushi’s deadly magic technique. He can also use the three nature magic which are water, wind, and lightning magic. He can also use a rare type of ability which is invisibility. When the two of them had an intense battle, Kukushi activated his eye technique, he didn’t know what the rare type of ability Roger could use. Roger disappeared somewhere. He wagged his tail to hit Kukushi in his back. Kukushi threw away that sneaky attack. His Sharangbi eye technique can read only the moves of the

Both of them appeared serious as they stared at the chasm in front of them. “The location Old Zab described is across from the Sky Rift Valley. Back then, I made an attempt to cross over by jumping, but I failed. This chasm is definitely more than just a rift. An enchantment has been placed there, which means there should be another space opposite the enchantment.” Magus took two steps forward. In the next second, his ash wood sword was unsheathed from his back as he roared and flew in the opposite direction. The sword only flew halfway before becoming stuck in the air and appearing to be blocked by a wall.

With a deep, Minotaur roar he surged forward, raising his large axe with the intent of cleaving the Mage nearest him. Zalikhe turned at the sound of his roar. She sent a strong burst of mystical energy at him. It struck him in the chest, and the tall warrior stumbled. She cast a second one and he stopped, tumbling forward in pain, as the axe fell heavily to the ground. He was unable to rise with the pain racing through him. His dark eyes narrowed in frustration as he saw the Mages heading through the doors with their prize. His frustrated roar echoed across the grounds.

I need to be his personal healer when he will be commanding the expedition with the knights and ninja warriors. It happens every year, the army is preparing for an expedition of 3 months to the magic that is around the world. Magic's belongs to Porto, which is in the north. The north isn't owned by anyone so we can freely take it greedily, Rosla is the country where's magic is needed the most, if there isn't any magic in Rosla, the magical physician can't heal or perform treatments. "I can't be your personal healer, it should be Raphael!" I said, standing up abruptly.

my chest, I had never seen him before. He was tall and muscular but not nearly as large as his father or grandfather; the panic couldn’t be from his physical image. The healed wounds on my chest suddenly felt fresh once again as I looked at Luccus, his jet-black hair had the most unique streak of white, just like a wolf from my nightmares. His eyes met mine and my entire body froze, his eyes were dark not in color but in light; they were emotionless and dangerous. I knew these eyes; these eyes kept me awake night after night for many years. “Fuck he’s coming. I’m sorry if we had known we wouldn’t have let you come tonight, we would already be back at our pack.” Clarissa urgent whispers seem

her lip quivering as she spoke. "What weapon?" I sounded dumb. "The Knife of Erthyrya. One stab and it takes poofs any individual out of existence." She said without a hint of mockery in her voice. "Sorry, the knife of what now?" I really sound dumb. "Er-thy-ry-a." she ennuciates every sylabol like I was a baby. "It was forged our of a heart of a dragon that consumes all magical essence any person has. And uses that collective power to just zap you out of this world." Luna lets out a heavy sigh.