Novel & Cerita Sirius Black Wand

He failed to reclaim the sword through the auction, so he decided to reclaim it through force. How shameless! Sirius stared at the exit nonchalantly as if he was not a part of it. The Dallas Black Card surprised him for a moment but he was not sure if it was still part of Kaze’s plan with Dallas Moneylender to trick him. After all, bringing someone with the Dallas Black Card into the fray might scare the Viper’s Den and Kaze could escape the punishments. Therefore, Sirius wanted to test if the woman was the real deal. The woman frowned.

"I don't—" "Your grandmother contacted me before she died. She knew this day would come." Blackwood pulled out a small vial filled with silver liquid. "Moonsbane. It will mask your scent completely for three hours. After that..." she shrugged. "You're on your own." "Why are you helping me?" "Because the world needs balance. Because the princes need to be challenged. Because—" she paused, her eyes flickering to something behind me, "because some of us remember what it was like when Moonsingers kept the peace."

ARWYN POV Sir Sirius Black stood before me, his hopeful green eyes shimmering like dew-laden leaves in the morning sun. I found myself trapped between two impossible choices, each promising to crush me in its own way. Nearby, Thrystan was gently stroking the mane of his horse, his fingers moving with a deliberate calmness, yet his intense gaze was fixed on me, betraying his apparent nonchalance.

There was only one demon I knew who came with such an amount of coldness. Sirion - reaper of the witches! I struggled to get up but I was too weak, its back shadow loomed over me like a fog, covering me with a cruel smile as it reached for my soul. My eyes closed as I waited for my death. A loud screeching sound startled me and I jolted awake to behold the horror that was taking place before my eyes. “Ithra! Step aside!” It was Sarai, this time around, she was holding a black staff that expelled the Sirion from me.

How does the Moon Drip leak? The black witch walked up to me and took my right hand. I wanted to take it back and push her away but I still couldn't move. She brought my right hand to her face and suddenly blew on my wrist. I moaned at the coldness I felt on my wrist until the seal came out glowing. She quickly let go of my hand and suddenly jumped away from me, as if she had been burned or dazzled by the light of the seal. "White magic!" She hissed. From the seal, she stared at me. "Black Mother was right, you are protected by a white witch so we had a hard time finding you!"

Apple whispered, stroking my back while Scarlette stroked my head and mopped my face with a handkerchief. The place was quiet with only soft murmurs reverberating. "It's a target spell," Kira's voice spoke higher than everyone else's. "I've seen this spell and I'll know the caster anywhere. It's a spell from the black witch, Nero," "Nero?!" Jerry shouted. "Well fuck!"

As soon as we walked in, we saw Luna Kyra sitting next to him on the couch. Luna Kyra smiled at us, “Hey, you two. How is everything going?” Isaac answered, “It’s all going okay. The witch told Winnie that she is looking for the black wolf with the ruby eyes and her mate. She wants to drain them of their magic and then experiment on them to see if their abilities will return.”

--- Selene Blackthorn’s laughter slithered into the clearing, breaking the fragile silence. “Beautiful,” the witch said, her silver eyes gleaming like coins in the eclipse light. She lifted her pale hands, black fire dripping from her fingertips. “The cursed wolf has taken her seat. The prophecy turns at last.” Her voice rose into a chant, ancient words dripping venom. Symbols of burning silver carved themselves into the air around Serena, encircling the throne. Elias stiffened. “She’s binding you!” Lucian snarled. “Over my dead body!”

“If that magic knot isn’t destroyed, we’re just wasting our energy.” Another wizard, his face pale, whispered, “I feel it… around the edge of the wound. But it’s very strong, like it’s been twisted over and over.” “Get into position. We’ll do this together,” Lysander said, his gaze shifting among all the wizards around him. “Don’t stop even if your body resists. Focus on the light, push that black energy out.” The white wizards formed a circle, their hands outstretched above Lyara’s body. White light pulsed from their palms, radiating softly yet powerfully. The black magical aura surrounding Lyara’s wound began to hiss, like thick fog forced to evaporate.

Riordan said seriously. Xander's eyebrows furrowed. "Madam Sarena Black? That reclusive witch?" "Yes. She never wanted to leave her domain, but when she found out about this, she came immediately and is now at home, working on a protective potion. Tomorrow, you and Jonas should take Jordan to see her and participate in the wrapping ceremony, as she calls it," Mr. Riordan said again. Xander shook his head doubtfully. "I don't really believe in such mystical things, Dad. Besides, Jordan—"