The Great Wizard Novels & Stories

then she wanted to get an explanation from him. As Odette walked, she overheard the conversations of people constantly chanting the name of the Great Wizard Aathreya. They all said that the great wizard was coming to visit. This made Odette feel so curious and tried to see if Aathreya truly came.

He wanted to confirm it because his reputation was at stake, as well as the life of his kids. I kept trying different spells to free myself from his strong grip, but he laughed it off as if I was just playing around. I may be weak because of Valerie, but these spells are too powerful for ordinary wolves. It means he is a very sorcerer, and he already cast a protective spell on himself. He is just as strong as King Gerald, maybe even stronger because King Gerald still depends on a bunch of sorcerers to do his dirty job, but Harold is a powerful sorcerer himself.

Still in tears, the girl looks down at the body of the elderly elf on her lap, her father. "I am so sorry." His voice does indeed sound in mourning, but he doesn't linger long. Instead, the human makes a thrust into his hand, pulling it away. She gives in. The two take off running as fast as they can. The girl looks back once more, thinking of the man who raised, loved and cared for her all her life. The wizard squeezes her fingers tighter. For some reason she doesn't understand, he doesn't let go. Entering the woods, the human begins to follow a path that apparently he already knows. The two of them are at top speed, exhausted and sweaty. Lariel lets go of his hand to tie her hair into a ti

On his legs he wore long black leather boots that were turned down at his knees with dark purple hose underneath. “Welcome Emperor Myllyof; Jullious, the Zealot; and you too Termâs, the Warrior.” They all greeted the elderly wizard with a bow. “Come, we will all go to the Tower of Gwarth to talk.” The old wizard led them all down the wide street to an ancient walled part of Careath. He stopped at the gate and turned to Yvayn.

He pulled us both up, claws digging in, as the grand wizard raised his arms, a malevolent spell weaving in midair. "I think you ladies owe me a dance."

Then he chanted a spell quickly. "Dear God of Darkness, I am willing to sacrifice my life. I pray to you to use the curse of darkness and let these people present become your sacrifice — The Curse of the God of Darkness!" At the last moment of his life, the great wizard did not wait to die. Instead, he sacrificed his own life to use the most powerful form of dark magic: the Curse of the God of Darkness. When he had finished reciting this spell, his body burst into a mist of blood before the sword could reach him.

He whispered with his sharp eyes fixed on me. “but the good thing is that I still won the battle. Until he punished us and sent us here on earth…oh…not us… but you and the others who are weak” And he snapped his finger and a metal table with wine and grapes appeared in front of him. He opens the bottle and pours it on his glass and takes a sip on it. “You want some?” He asked but I didn’t answer. I didn’t come here for a toss and drink. He put down the glass and took a piece of a grape and ate it.

One stepped out of the pack, larger than the others, and spoke to the Great Wolf in a gravelly voice that sent shivers down Amerie’s spine. “You are beaten. We will take this world and feast on its fears.” The Great Wolf grunted and sat up, transforming back into a man. “You will not win. We will send you back to your world,” he said with a snarl. He coughed, blood spattering on the ground. “We will find the key and slam the door shut behind you. You cannot win.” A sinister laugh escaped the large Embertaur’s jaws. “You lay before us fading into the veil. You will not live to see the sunrise. The key will never be found. We destroyed it! We will feast on your power, followed by hers. You’ve