Spell Tail Novels & Stories

Iapetus nodded in deep thoughts, "The blue one was exactly like how Signo the Imprimerer described how the Vita Collybus spell would work. And the red one..." Their eyes were all on Iapetus. He paused for a second and said: "...is a tracking spell." "So someone has been tracking the blue haired witch, who exchanged her life with yet another someone?" Kitty asked, "But, the blue spell didn't hit anyone in particular either--" "Half of what you said was right. The red star is tracking the blue haired witch, but the blue spell, is the end of the Vita Collybus spell, as in, when the exchange ended." Iapetus said and stared at Kitty with expectation in his eyes.

The Terror Hound chuckled and said, "Dude, you don't know anything. Let me tell you. The Old Turtle has three ultimate techniques. Two of them are lifesaving skills, so the Old Turtle can't easily showcase them. "Its last ultimate technique is called Void Reversal, or Topsy Turvy. That ultimate technique is very powerful, but it has a fatal Life Gate below its shell near its tail. When it is about to showcase its technique, it will leave it by you. By then, use all your might at the Life Gate. "Once you break its Life Gate, leave the rest to me. My promises still stand as long as you help me gain the heavenly spiritual aura. How does that sound?"

My jewelry is laid out in a precise spiral, each piece angled deliberately, obsidian ring, velvet choker, silver cuff, onyx pin, ending with a single silver bracelet, upon closer inspection I see that is a serpent eating its own tail, the symbol of the Velvet Coil, placed dead center. Lazriel used to do this before negotiations. He called it setting the stage. He once told me, if you see the coil, love, it means I’m still in control of something. My throat tightens. He’s alive. And he wants me to know he’s not breaking.

I whisper to Nathan. Beneath the “werewolves” column, she neatly prints, “Nathan and Bailey: Reproductive Spell.” Changing from her black marker to a red one, she makes a bullet point below it: “Bailey = Tyr” and “Nathan = Fenrir” “We know enough about the spell that we understand the symbolism,” she says, moving to the next column. She notes there that thralls cast the spell on us. Then, under “unknown,” she writes “moonstone.”

The scientist looked back at the male tailed beast and at the same time, the crystal gem glowed bright red causing the neck of the scientist to suddenly crack, that ended his life. The male tailed beast with big ears and the female tailed beast looked at each other, not stating a word but both knew in their stares, there were people behind them that they were ready to kill them. But before they could attack, the male tailed beast was able to control them to drop their weapons and the female tailed beast showed her third tail, a long fish tail full of sharp scales. When the male tailed beast lifted them a few inches above the ground, the female tailed beast showed the beautiful sharp scales t

We moved cautiously, aware that any misstep could be fatal. Finally, after what felt like hours of navigating the labyrinthine tunnels, we found it—a small chamber bathed in an eerie blue light. In the center, on a stone pedestal, rested the Amulet of Fenrir. I stepped forward, my heart pounding. The amulet seemed to pulse with a life of its own, resonating with the energy around it. As I reached out to take it, a sense of foreboding washed over me. Suddenly, the ground trembled, and a deafening roar echoed through the chamber. From the shadows emerged a colossal figure, a guardian of the amulet, its eyes glowing with a malevolent light.

Unique skill- short distance teleportation. Tem>> Air Tank 'S class' [ Sea Turtle appearance with an extremely hard exoskeleton and 'surf the sky'. Air and ground mobility. Normal S class type, support class air defence and ground defence, low ground mobility , medium air mobility. Low aggressive combat familiar. 90% Immune to physical damage and 85% Immune to spells with 10% evasion rate. Unique skill- No longer consumes spiritual energy after summoned.]

“Rhea— what did you d—“ Before she could finish, Rhea’s eyes turned black, hand lifted, fingers tracing a cruel sign in the air. “Tosplenge.” A gust of invisible force slammed into Tessa. She flew across the room, hitting the wall with a sickening thud. The basket scattered, clothes spilling across the floor. For a heartbeat, the two stared at each other, one trembling the other expressionless. Then Rhea turned and as she slipped through the corridor she said a last spell. “Setulspeyá” Her face calm once more, as she walked farther, her footsteps became soundless. Tessa stirred and struggled, blood running down her temple, her eyes rolling back. She tried saying something but she couldn’t.

Chris said it was like I was wearing a tight cardigan made of scales that are left open in the middle. My scales are black and gold and form these fascinating geometric patterns from head to tail. I feel strength and power course through my body as my eyes take their snake form; golden abyss’ that find their target. Only seconds have passed, and I don’t wait a second more. With all the speed and force I can muster I whip my tail at Setia. Her arms come up in front of her to block my attack and my large tail connects with her forearms. Her feet dig into the dirt, and she is forced back slightly from the impact, but she digs her feet in more pushing against my tail.

I only looked back up when I knew they were fully changed. Treddian was an enormous Golden Draygon. Beautiful and vibrant, his head sprouted two horns that bent slightly backward but ended with two extremely sharp-looking tips. His back was relatively free of spikes until the very tip of his tail held one deadly-looking spike. I couldn't remember seeing anything like that on Tohr and made a mental note to ask about it.