Spatial Magic Novels & Stories

The mages behind him raced over to assist, but their movements halted under Rage's scrutiny. Even the senior magician, who usually appeared to be dignified and strong in his eyes, was visibly shivering as the gathering of mages truly began to tremble. "Tch." Dior felt embarrassed gazing at this old and dull man. What type of support—if any—had they been dispatched to offer? "Spatial Dimension." Crack! "What!?" The ground beneath Dior suddenly split apart and vanished, leaving behind a pitch-black void as she hastily leaped up. She was left with a world that was completely in the dark because the skies above her had likewise vanished. The demon was the only one beside her.

"I'm new. I was employed exactly 26 days now." "No wonder I haven't seen you here,"the woman commented. She just smiled and slightly bowed her head. She accidentally look at Jace and his gaze was very intent on her. She feels goosebumps crawling all over her body. Just the look from him and she felt like she is going to cum already,how much more his touch? She wonders how would it feels like. She shook her head to clear her mind and mentally told herself now is not the time to think of a man,a handsome man at that. "How old are you?" Jace ask all of a sudden. She was disconnected for a few seconds but regain her presence of mind immediately.

I commented while chuckling at last. "What was so strange about it? Of course, someone from the inside helped her. There is no way she could have done it all alone. These walls are made up of Magic insulators. Even if she could have used her spells, there was no chance she could have broken through the prison from the inside." He started while stretching the back of his head. My eyes widened when he started talking about magic and spells, so I turned to him and asked, "How do you know she knew spells and magic?" I asked him to extract as much information as I could.

After leaving the mother and her daughters to discuss among themself, i then stand beside the door. While hearing their talk, i can only shrug my shoulder. But to think the cheat thatbi get from that pervert goddess this OP. My creation magic is base is on the most OP magic I can create everything based on Imagination and combining with the elemental magic that i had, i can become a spy without nobody realize.

I replied. “Good,” she said, “As I told you before, I need an object that I can attach my magic to, something that I can use to guide us through the space between. Without these objects, I could end up teleporting somewhere unknown. The objects are like anchors.” I nodded. “So, we need to plant these objects around the mansion, right?”

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

responded Errant. Astasha's mind flew through every possibility she could think of, everything she had studied, every whisper of magic she had heard. Finally, something came to her mind; A magic she had once read about in an ancient and faded book she had discovered tucked amongst the numerous others regarding sorcery that had been left to her by her grandmother. She knew the laws surrounding it, and therefore, knew it wouldn't be favorable with Errant. But despite the limited information provided in the pages, she knew the concept behind it could work.

Lake listened intently, his brow furrowing in concentration. "I've never been there," he said slowly. "But if Alpha Zade can send me a clear photo of exactly where they are—like a panoramic view showing the surroundings—I can use that as an anchor point." Within minutes, Zade had sent several high-resolution images of their position. Lake studied them carefully, then nodded. "I can do it. Give me a minute to visualize properly." He moved to the center of the room, closing his eyes and extending his hands. I felt the air shimmer with magic—that distinctive sensation of reality being folded and manipulated. A circle of light appeared on our floor, expanding outward until it formed a doorway ab

- the words that come out of the witch's mouth seem to have an echo, reverberating around us. — With blood and fire I Thee send ...With blood and fire I Thee send ... —To the place where you belong… Where you belong... — Hoping that my future bends ... I see shooting stars fall, they descend like raging balls of fire. The world convulses, the walls of the Villa seem to close in on us, thunder, lightning and sparks rain down, the witch and my lord writhe in pain as the fire is replaced by a blinding red glow. — Se agapó mikrí mou mágissa . – I hear my lord whisper and my vision blurs.

Only there was no data. ‘That was in 1950,’ Maddie suddenly knew, ‘then it became this image. And on the other one, was the text that opens the hatch? ‘ Raven nodded. ‘And before you think anyone who knows this text can open the gate, no they can't. It takes magic and a spell. The intention is the magic. ‘ ‘And therefore we are not visible to the environment, as long as the hatch, door, or gate is open,’ added Rodolf, ‘otherwise the chance of being caught would be great.’