Versatile Mage Episode 1 Novels & Stories

Rex asked, judging by the looks on everyone’s faces, they all thought the same thing. “There was an old fable my father used to tell me about a blood mage who started the purge on the Djinn was defeated by a Djinn master called Gizemgon, he supposedly died in the battle, but no one knows for sure what happened to either of them, they never found any bodies, your dream vision never told you?” Minet said with a smile. “No, you woke me up before I found out what happened to them, Gizwhatever his name is used a snowflake-shaped green spell and threw it at him, next thing I know I’m staring at you two” Rex replied, pointing to Minet and Lacey.

“Still, not something I would want to handle. Too volatile. How do you know if the child was angry, sad, injured, or just pretending?” I closed my eyes to avoid rolling them. “It doesn’t matter if you know how to compensate for their origin. Mankind.” I spotted a prostitute finishing with a customer and approached her. “Excuse me,” I leaned over and whispered my request in her ear. She arched her eyebrows. “Really?” She asked me dubiously. “I’m a mage,” I explained and handed her a rag and a coin. She went into the little tent and Daerton and I gazed across the camp at the sunset as we waited.

After the wolves thought they had eliminated all the Vampires which they saw as threats to humans, there was one wolf who had glowing white and black fur, its fur was said to be the first of its kind. That male wolf was the first Rogue, the first to go out of control which had led him to killing humans. He was so strong that no wolves could stop him. Out of nowhere, a Mage appeared. No one had seen its face because of the hooded cloak he was wearing, but there were witnesses who swore that they saw him forge a weapon from his own blood and spell. It was a double-edged sword with shining ruby crystal on its handle. When the wolf saw the Mage, he ran to attack it. The Mage then wielded that sw

With a deep, Minotaur roar he surged forward, raising his large axe with the intent of cleaving the Mage nearest him. Zalikhe turned at the sound of his roar. She sent a strong burst of mystical energy at him. It struck him in the chest, and the tall warrior stumbled. She cast a second one and he stopped, tumbling forward in pain, as the axe fell heavily to the ground. He was unable to rise with the pain racing through him. His dark eyes narrowed in frustration as he saw the Mages heading through the doors with their prize. His frustrated roar echoed across the grounds.

Although I had that power inside me but I knew that it's activation was something really difficult and I had been researching on it all these years when I knew he will return for me. I saw a beautiful rainbow forming in the clouds and as I stepped forward to have a clear view of it a cold pair of hands surrounded my waist and the lips landed on my neck. The grip was too strong for me to even turn my head by an inch, the cold lips kissed my neck as I struggled to free myself. I was about to use my magic to push that person away but almost at that time he bit me which send a wave of screeching pain through my body and instantly drained all the energy out of it a loud scream came out of my mout

} The quest menu sure is detailed… it even showed the clues that I have gathered about that self proclaimed ruler with the lame name… So in short the quest is to find the source and get rid of it? Alright that’s simple one way or another, after all I do have 57 [Volatile type] familiar under my command, and they are right now scouting the area and sending me a 3d map. I raised my hands and drew a circle in front of me; a trail of dark purple energy like a misty light followed the movement of my finger as I called forth Space mental and enchantment magic all together!

It was just fuel for the fire. Arlene has no idea what she’s up against. She’s playing her little game, thinking she can resist me. But resistance is exactly what makes me want her more. The harder she tries to hold on to her precious values, the sweeter the victory will be when she finally lets go. ‘You have no clue who you’re dealing with, Arlene’, I thought, my lips curling into a smirk. I’m Mago Concepcion. I don’t lose. Not in this game.

Zeda blinked twice, trying to pull herself back from her thoughts of Lucian. “Debtor?” Vyr questioned, looking from Torvin to Zeda. Torvin flashed his cocky smile and winked at Zeda, who couldn’t help a small, reluctant smile of her own. “Remind me not to get on your bad side, Zeda,” Rylan said, watching the video for a second time. “Like... damn,” Draven drawled. “But how is this possible?” Ava asked, looking perplexed. “A four-elemental Mage? She’s only in her first year.”

I pushed the heat through my hands as I whisper, "I am so sorry, dear friend. You will be whole once again, and we will find the villain who placed this curse on you. They will pay, but until then, may you find rest." And then I open my eyes. The fire is not there yet, it's pushing it's way through his pelt. Just flickers and smoldering heat... I need more power. I dig deep and pull at what reserves I've got, focusing all my magic on cleansing the corpse of the curse. I push forward, my magic combating the strength of the spell placed on the deer. It's holding him like he's in chains. I can feel the deer straining to be set free. Hold on just a little longer... I just need a little more...

It was a visual reminder that even in a world of magic, some were born more equal than others. I reached the Great Hall, and the heavy oak doors groaned as I pushed them open. The silence that followed was visceral. I started the walk toward the Ignis House table. As I passed the House Aqua section, a sophomore water mage - decked out in his blue suit - literally began to lose his physical integrity. He turned to liquid on his bench, his form melting into a puddle of blue-tinted water as I sauntered past, my ponytail swaying rhythmically. I didn't even look back. I had a soul to save and a script to set on fire.