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I watched her boot-clad feet as she walked away from me, and I knew things were going to go downhill from there. *** NATHANIEL “Temple Of Ozark,” Logan read the words out loud as we stood in front of an abandoned temple. “Who the hell is Ozark?” “Ozark was a highly worshipped, bloodthirsty deity amongst mages, but he played a vital role in the Great war. They have abandoned him after people learned of the vile things he did to women that came to seek his help,” Ishmael explained. “If he’s that vile, then I don’t think we should mess with his temple,” Theo said, eyeing the temple warily.

Meanwhile, Odette who was still standing by the window looking up at the sky, turned her attention towards the door when she faintly heard the chatter of people outside who mentioned Aathreya's name. She furrowed her brows and pondered. Did she hear it wrong or did people outside say that the Great Wizard Aathreya came to the palace? Odette walked to the door and tried to listen carefully. She was surprised when she realized that she really didn't hear it wrong. Aathreya? Aathreya, the wizard who could open space and time, the wizard who said that he would return her to the modern era if she managed to cure Arion D. Panther from DID.

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

Tala looked at Ray he only remained quiet, not even he was sure but he could swear this is Muraco, the first time he saw him in human form. Wizards and sorceress entered, but not a single witch, Hector appeared in the doorway with Jasper, they also scanning the faces, behind them Kaylee nervously stood. Then Wayne came in with Paula, after them another wolf Alpha and his Luna, but they seemed a lot more brawned than any wolf here, focused, white hair and grey eyes, they stood taller than everyone accept Leopold. Then the last two, Tala felt a shiver when Nathan and Sabrina entered, she looked down when they made eye contact, all she saw was the smile on Sabrina's face.

Day by day, Azareel said goodbye to his parents while carrying a bag filled with equipment for his later adventures, because Leo was the richest person among the cube magicians, the burly man carried eight of his friends in the man's car. After honing his skills and gaining a little knowledge, Darrel the White Cube Witch determines the direction that leads to the location of the gate of the Hidden World dimension. According to the book Darrel got, his intuition was very strong because the wind around him helped them on their way. Others are busy with their own worlds. The most relaxed among the others is of course the alien human who eats snacks while looking at the view in the car window. N

he nodded to the chanting witches. One of them, hunchback and withered, stepped into the circle towards Larissa. Oanez. The most powerful witch in their world. And it was from her that Marcel got his newfound powers. He jerked furiously at his chain as Oanez approached Larissa, but it was futile. The chain only bit deeper into his skin. “No. No! Don't touch her. Don't touch her!” But the witch only flashed a toothless smile at him and proceeded to grab his wife by the hair.

As a result, the tree was shattered, and there was no way to save it, even if a single sorcerer levitated one of the shattered branches and stuck it straight into the ogre's mouth. That was when he choked, it was his first time, then he died seriously, then a second wizard appeared and came forward defending the place, when he looked for a fraction of a second, then he limped away. Nobody believed that they were really turning the tide, that none of the different factions would have a chance on their own. If they had chosen to scatter, they would have been chased into the forest, or shot down by all those circling birds. But when were they all together? This was something completely differen

“Come on. Let’s go. We’ll see the wizard----” “The Wonderful Wizard of Oz,” she sang a little, and Roman just sighed.

They were laughing, playing with gadgets and I even saw one of the orange-haired kids firing a bow at an apple on Oz's head. This place was a lot. "Hello," the orange-haired kid said with a lot of energy. "I was the cat you passed the other time." My eyes widened. "You're joking." An orange cat jumped out from behind a box and I sighed. "Stop playing with me." "He's not playing," Oz said with a smile. "He stole my mum's spell book and crammed the words. It's the only thing this five-year-old does other than shooting. Have a seat."

I turn to tie the those when I notice something. There, at the edge of the clearing, stood King Ozar. His muscular chest is bare, glistening slightly with moisture, and he is wearing a short. The short, slangs low on his hips, hinting at the strong physique beneath. Why is the moon goddess doing this to me? Why does she keep putting me in places where I am bound to lose?