Spell Pillar Novels & Stories

Growling, the wolf dashed toward one certain direction only. With its hackles raised, it kept on snarling in anger. After reaching a certain edge of the piles of debris, the wolf’s steps became lighter. His growls and snarls were immediately muted. Sniffing every inch of the place, its frantic blue eyes kept on scanning. Until its gaze landed on the two pillars which were on the verge of falling down. Slowly, as the Brivago Spell reached its destruction mode, all the debris started to turn into specks of dust. Because of this, the balance between the two pillars shattered.

My first meeting with her. “Freku sa tilolo fis eku nas ti lalin.” He chants, making the whole place instantly dirt-free. “And here I was, thinking it’s -ti lalon.” I say about the spell “Ti lalon or ti lalin, can go both ways depending on who is using it; A warlock or a Witch.” He tells me “Well, I did know that some words are gender specific but I just never thought it would have to do with a single letter.” I mutter thoughtfully

They disappeared into the ceiling and the floor, into the walls, into the surrounding consoles, threading everything together. The hum I’d been hearing wasn’t just ambient. It was the pillar’s voice. Every time the colors shifted, a faint vibration moved through the floor. Through my boots. Up my legs. Into my bones. My pen warmed in response. “Is that…” I started. “Spine,” Corvin said quietly, finishing the thought. He was staring at the pillar with an expression I couldn’t quite parse—some mix of recognition, dread, and the kind of grim resignation you see in people who know exactly how bad an impact will be and can’t step away from it.

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“I knew it. You do like him.” “Again—it’s not like that.” “Whatever you say.” Before I could protest further, the cave stretched deeper, a new tunnel pulling us forward. The air grew colder. I frowned. “Something doesn’t feel right.” We stepped inside, and the stone beneath us trembled. “I don’t remember this happening,” I whispered. The ground shuddered again, dust raining from the ceiling. “What’s going on?” I asked, panic in my chest. Lila’s expression tightened. “We’ve been here too long. The spell is collapsing.”

There had to be some way for her to knock the gem free of the case without touching the glass under the spell. The dragon’s tail came around as he fought against the attackers. Nya saw what she needed to do plainly in her mind. If she touched the case, it would shock her and knock her unconscious, but the dragon’s scales were able to absorb such a blow without him being hurt at all. “Hey, dragon!” she shouted, leaping out of the way. “Can you knock this over?” He turned and looked over his shoulder at her, a puzzled expression on his face, but then, he used his tail to strike the stand the gem’s container was sitting on. It tipped over, toppling to the ground. The glass shattered into a mill

The pillar glowed briefly, and the chamber filled with a soft hum. "That's one," Nathanial said, his voice tense. "Keep going." I moved to the next pillar, choosing the symbol for loyalty—a wolf standing by its pack. Again, the pillar glowed, and the hum grew louder. "Two down," I said, moving to the third pillar. "This one should be... wisdom." I pressed the symbol for wisdom—a wolf gazing at the moon—and the pillar glowed, the hum now a low, steady vibration. "Last one," Nathanial said, his eyes fixed on the final pillar. "What's it going to be?"

I replied. "Come on, let's hear it" said Finral, one of my mates. He was Chinese and very tall. Most of the other guys grumbled in agreement as well. "First of all, I would like to apologise for failing you guys at the... realm. I don't know what happened" I started. "George the second. His sword contains a numbing gel. The moment he cuts you with it. It will slowly make you loose all cognitive function. I knew you were done for the moment he cut you" said Matilda, she was a cute girl with glasses.

This spell is very advanced, and only knew the parts I did because I read alot, but there are at least 8 different ways this spell could go, and if I chose the wrong one I could kill everyone. "Lock... Then... In..p..p..place..."Ri'elle choaks out. I nod and finish the spell to lock the spirits into the animals. I am so glad that Ri'elle was able to give me a hint, because I was thinking of making a guess and I would have been dead wrong. Once the spell is done the glow around the room dies out, I try to help Ri'elle up, but he doesn't have the strength to stand, so instead I pick him up bridal style and I carry him down the stairs.

Zeke turned behind too. Quincy who sat by the sofa shrugged meanwhile she knew that Abi walked into the Catacomb. Something they didn't explain to Abi was that, the catacomb was filled with deadly beasts which used the form of the littered bones to attack and that alone made them immortal. First, the beast were mindless and in a soul form. They only possess vessels knowing as they wouldn't do any harm unless they use a vessel. And the vessel was of the littered bones. So anyone who enters never comes out.