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“Does that mean…” Li Xian took a closer look at the red mark. His observation lasted for about ten minutes before he finally showed a very happy expression mixed with pride. It was a shadow stroke, a move whose complexity often made some warriors give up on learning it. Shadow blow is a move that can injure the bodies of several opponents at once because the move has a fairly long wavelength of damage.

she asked, and Alex gave a soft laugh. She sensed humour from him, and annoyance from Lukas, but both were almost drowned out by their wariness, and no small amount of fear. Lukas sighed softly, "Shadows can merge with other shadows, becoming part of them," he said, his voice still near a whisper, "And can move through them, from one to another, with little resistance."

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

I got my dad's light green ones, while Augustus has his dad, Kiran’s, gold and Ares has mom's lilac ones. Augustus is the only one of us to get an ancient shadow though. Ares got an executive shadow, with the ability to freeze time. It pairs well with his seer abilities. I got an executive shadow as well. My shadow, Luz, can bend light, which makes it able to clone me, make me invisible, cast mirages or illusions, and so forth. Then you add the fact that I am fused with a small part of mom's shadow and dad's shadow, giving me a small amount of my dad's healing ability, and mom's ability to control other's shadows, making me a damn powerhouse.

Skill Level 1. [Shadow Blade] (Legendary Rank.) Attack power: - 460 All attributes: - +130 Attack speed: - 200 Attacks have 20% chance of dealing 2× damage, having 10%chance of reducing opponent’s damage. Equipment Level: - 53 Levels can be increased by feeding the sword 10 basic equipment’s. (Can be Evolved). Additional skill 1: Doppelgänger. Can create a doppelgänger, and it will have 50% of owner’s attributes. You can control the Doppelgänger. Time limit 1 minute.

Keagan waved his hand over it and a new option appeared; Artifacts. The menu dropped down, revealing a new entry into his arsenal. It revealed an artifact—a shard from the broken mask of the defeated villain. The system's voice continued "This artifact grants you the power of shadow manipulation, a skill once possessed by your formidable adversary. By activating the shard, you can tap into this extraordinary ability for a limited time." Keagan's eyes widened as he grasped the significance of the artifact. The power of shadow manipulation, at his disposal. It was a chance to harness the very essence of his defeated foe. A surge of excitement coursed through his veins as he contemplated the po

Frost rolls along the narrow aisle with the shadow, while Kian dances around them, slamming into the cell bars and trying to find a good opening to attack. I lope toward them, my gaze riveted to the shadow undulating beneath Frost’s bulk. His fur and smoky magic blend in with the shadow being, even with the orange glow of the wood stove lighting up the room. It’s a harsh reminder of who we are. What we’re made of. Then, in a flash, the shadow finds an opening and flows away from Frost’s grappling claws. Right into Amora’s cell.

Her eyes were swelling with tears. “Do you want watermelon juice?” Sabrina asked, quite couldn’t understand her concern. Shadow nodded her head. “Yes, more.” “Ah, sure. If you want to.” Sabrina called forth her spatial inventory. Shadow gapped, her mouth was widened up to see the inventory that appeared whenever Sabrina summoned it. “You have a very interesting power.” She said without being jealous of others' advantages. “Huh?” Sabrina filled up the cold watermelon juice inside the glass.

The air was rich with the scent of ripe berries, citrus, and something unfamiliar—something sweet and almost floral. My eyes wandered across the spread of fruits, recognizing some from the human world while others were completely foreign. One caught my attention—it was deep purple with a soft glow around it. "What’s this?" I asked, picking it up. Leila smiled. "Moonfruit. It’s rare. Only grows here in Shadowhaven." "Can I try it?" Mira grinned. "Of course! Just don’t eat too much, or you might start glowing too." I blinked. "Wait, what?"

The journey to her cottage took them along winding roads flanked by towering trees, their branches reaching out like ancient sentinels guarding the secrets of the wilderness. From the confines of his car, Damon observed Aqua's quaint abode—a small cottage nestled at the edge of town. The cottage stood as a solitary figure amidst a lush landscape, surrounded by a canopy of ancient trees that seemed to whisper secrets in the wind. Its timeworn exterior, adorned with ivy and climbing roses, exuded a rustic charm that spoke of simpler times.