Novel & Cerita Sage Magician

Kayda had taken a sip of wine and had winced at the taste "I think so far, tequila is better." she said as I smirked and handed her a shot. "Woman after my own heart." I smirked. Satisfied we were on our way to loosening up. I stashed my tequila bottle back in the closet, and we all looked at Sage. She mumbled a spell concealing our scents, and we all peered out into the apartment my parents were out as I had always known they would be. The only person here was the Palace gaurds at the door and Eoin. Sage took care of the Palace gaurds with a spell that cast a glamour over us, making us effectively invisible. The adults had not yet realised the extent of Sage's magic. The old witch, Madame L

“She is… different.” That word again. Different. “How?” I demanded, stepping closer to the bed, eyes never leaving Sage’s face. The doctor hesitated, then glanced at the priest. They shared a look—one heavy with things unsaid. “Speak,” I ordered. The priest sighed softly. “Her reserves are vast. Deeper than we anticipated. The dome did not drain her the way it would most magic users.” “Most,” I echoed. He nodded. “Including Dora.” My heart stuttered, even as I noticed the priest’s curious gaze on Sage.

“Sage… I believe this is the result of a spell.” My stomach dropped. “A spell?” “Yes,” he said. “And not a weak one. This is advanced magic. Whoever did this… knew what they were doing.” I stared at him, my mind racing, trying to piece together anything—anyone—that could be responsible. “Sage,” he continued, his tone more serious now, “this spell is… unusual. It’s like she’s trapped inside her own mind. Like something is holding her there.” My chest felt like it was being crushed.

“When I say ‘price’ I don’t mean any kind of monetary value. This kind of magic tends to come with some heavy consequences.” Once more, my stomach churned in knots, but I had to persist. I needed to know more. Potential consequences or not. “Who is this person?” I dared to ask. “Her name is Aurora,” Ms. Sage said with a light smile. “And she is unlike any creature that’s ever existed in this part of the world. A powerful sorceress with the extraordinary ability to heal like no other, amongst other things.” An unsettling feeling raced down my spine. “Where exactly is she?”

She was the oldest member of our pack, old enough to remember when Alpha James and Luna Catherine were still alive. "Sage," Beta Marcus said respectfully, though I could hear the irritation in his voice. "We weren't expecting you." "I felt the magical disturbance from here," she said, studying Thelma with knowing eyes. "Blood magic gone wrong. Very dangerous. Very painful." "Can you help her?" I asked urgently. Sage moved closer, placing one gnarled hand on Thelma's forehead. She closed her eyes for a moment, and I saw her lips moving in some kind of silent chant.

Sage said as she turned around and walked back where she was coming from. We followed closely behind her until she came to a stop. It looked like a tangled mess, thick dark branches twirled around each other and they were laced with thorns. "I'm assuming what we are looking for is behind all of this." Alley said, stepping forward. She reached her hand out and the branches tightened aggressively. That's odd. How have I never felt something like this? "We need Pythia. This is thick with dark magic." Alley said. "How can you tell?" I asked. "Because I am white magic and it is trying to repent me from it. You don't carry white or dark magic so it won't shift but Pythia carries both so she might

“You’re not a werewolf, Zera.” Her eyes narrowed on him, trying to find humour, but she saw none. “What am I?” “You’re a sage.” “A sage. What is a sage?” “A sage is a supernatural being with an outrageous amount of power and control. Though they are created by werewolves, they are stronger than most. While some call them mistakes, I do not believe the moon goddess makes mistakes.” “How are you a werewolf and I, a sage, when you turned me?” She asked, her eyes curious as she stared at him.

The three magic Knights Leaders went out of the portal and stood on the three chairs placed on the sides of the King’s chair. “And let’s welcome our Kingdom’s Magic Leader, King Magnus!” everyone rose from their seats to welcome the King. King Magnus is a fire mage, my father met with him once and I remembered that his aura is as tremendous as my father. He talked to me before and he was really kind but he’s aura is just so powerful that even though he showed kindness towards me, I still kept a distance.

Zora responded and went to open the door, revealing a gorgeous dark haired, handsome man with a broad chest and muscular body standing there with his usual confident smirk, “And here I thought I was late. How could you possibly expect me to wait so patiently for you?” His tone was dripping with arrogance and his words were laced with lust. Sage loved him already. “Well, that's my cue to leave.” Zora winked at Sage and left, closing the door behind her. Sage continued looking at him, her insides churning with excitement. “Are you sure you really want to do this? I'm a witch.” She said, scrutinizing him with her gaze.

(Grand Magus Soo Kwan Hon) He closed the door to the Humvee and left with a loud laugh. The old Magus were certainly a playful ones, but he is trustworthy, as the Great Archmage had told me. The plans of altering memories was for Maria Scheiber and also Helga. Since I have decided to take them under my wings, I have to ensure their safety, therefore getting them to Aeternum is a must. This whole time I had kept my interactions with them as a secret, no one knows that I have been with them.