Wandless Magic Novels & Stories

said Chelsea as she backed away without any protection or weapon she wasn't sure how she should take on Wilson. [ Abicio : - a dark magic , that saps all the mana of the opponent , no one except the royal family is allowed to use it] " You seem to have forgotten that my mother is Lord Vale's sister , and the poison clan is the one who created this magic , am I not allowed to use my own magic now ?" said Wilson as he loomed closer to her like a predator , Chelsea kept backing away from her until she saw knife sticking on the fruit bowl . She lunged for it - and slashed it at Wilson , the apple sticking on the knife flew and hit him on the eye and he staggered .

"That little wench is doing something," Nerissa looked at Blair, she wasn't sure if she is really Blair Lapiz but now she is. There is no one in the supernatural border who has mana like hers. It feels terrifying that Nerissa doesn't know how to react. The spell that Blair was doing isn't common, as a matter of fact, it was a forbidden spell because it brings disaster that never vanishes. "She's nuts to do a spell like that," Nerissa says. She knows how to counter it, but her magic power would drain in the middle of the spell.

There was a tall white candle and two polished obsidian stones. "So what kind of magic is this?" Cassius asked observing over my shoulder. "It is called scrying," she said matter-of-factly. Selene stepped between Ares and Magnus to light a piece of kindle in the fireplace. She then walked her flame to the candle and lit the wick before shaking the tinder out. "What does it do?" Kole asked curiously. Every one of us was fascinated by the witch's current actions. "If I do it right, then I should be able to see where Damion is located," she said as she settled herself in my chair directly in front of the candle flame.

Su Lan sat down on the chair and started to try out some simple magic skills. Based on the books how the magic was formed was based on people's imagination. Su Lan starts by using light skills. She thought of a ball of light and a palm size light bulb floating on top of her hand. Su Lan then tried it with all the other elements. After she tried space magic trying to teleport an item a meter away from her. The cup she was holding ended up on the table a meter away. After doing simple experiments with her magic skills she got the hang on how to use magic. What Su Lan didn't know was people here had to take at least one year to get a basic magic right. The people here also didn't have more than

Missteps carried consequences that left lingering marks - burnt skin, fleeting shadows that refused to dissipate, or whispers of anger that followed us for hours. The natural witches explained that magic, whether light or dark, was neither inherently good nor evil - it was intention that shaped its consequences. Magic was like water: formless, neutral, present in all things, waiting for a channel. Its allegiance was never to a pack, a coven, or an individual. Only the hand that wielded it could decide whether it nurtured or destroyed.

her lip quivering as she spoke. "What weapon?" I sounded dumb. "The Knife of Erthyrya. One stab and it takes poofs any individual out of existence." She said without a hint of mockery in her voice. "Sorry, the knife of what now?" I really sound dumb. "Er-thy-ry-a." she ennuciates every sylabol like I was a baby. "It was forged our of a heart of a dragon that consumes all magical essence any person has. And uses that collective power to just zap you out of this world." Luna lets out a heavy sigh.

' Do you know what Expression magic is" he asked me. I shook my head. Never heard of it. “It is an old magic, practiced long ago. It is the strongest magic. The wielder of it does not need spells or books to create anything. Fully mastered, and the wielder of that magic could build a whole city out of thin air. They could also destroy an entire realm with the snap of their fingers, if they wished. The wielder of it uses their will, or emotions, and channels it into power. It corrupts, because wielders have a hard time controlling it. Expression was used by some of the strongest witches of all time, until it fell into the wrong hands.

“Magenta, what are these?” She looked over at the door and then back at me, keeping her voice low. “They’re silver bands that keep wolves from shifting.” She looked over her shoulder at Mason, who was cowering on the wall, rubbing his wrist. “They also prevent the use of magic, but they may not know that.” I nodded. “Is there any way to remove them?” She shook her head, letting out a deep breath. “Only the witch who made them can remove them. I know the spell, but even if I use it, it won’t work.”

Ruining my plan? After Merlin summoned the corpses within the Forsaken Land, which was quite a lot, his other attribute was revealed—barrier magic. Wizards and witches were born with two types of magic—the innate magic and the creation magic. The innate magic was the magic with them right after they were born, while the creation magic was the type to manifest using powerful will and desire to create something out of nothing. The reason Merlin created the barrier magic was because his subconscious wanted him to stop every participant from leaving vicinity of the Forsaken Land. Hence, the creation magic he manifested was the one that would guarantee a prison-like barrier for all of them within