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he sneered. Anger surged through my veins, fueled by the wolf's fierce instincts. "Your knowledge and power pale compared to the light that radiates from within me," I retorted, conviction lacing my voice. "I hold the power of unity, of balance. The purity of my spirit will vanquish your darkness." “Is that so?” With a wave of his hand, the warlock summoned twisting tendrils of black magic, aiming to entangle me in their malicious grip. However, I was prepared; I countered his attack with a powerful shield, my voice channelling ancient incantations.

Rex asked, shocked by the two completely white pupils the man had. “Blinded by the monthly assault on the capitol,” Smarluuten said, “He was struck by a spell one of the warlocks on the godking’s forces used on the wall guardians, completely burning his sight.” “That’s terrible,” Venya said, getting intrigued by the conversation, so she had come over, a purple drink in one hand, her face paling at hearing what had happened to the man.

Still, it prevented others from knowing Lycus Lewis' involvement in black magic users such as Warlock. The existence of Warlock was a threat to humankind as well as non-humans because they were descendants of demons who wanted destruction. In the past, great sorcerers from humans and non-humans, with the help of dragons, managed to seal the demons into another dimension to save Magica. But the descendants of the demon in the form of warlocks remained in Magica. They lived in hiding and survived with the power of black magic.

An old friend, Rufus, a powerful Warlock, came to see Zachary about the dire situation. "They are dark witches, Zachary. They use forbidden spells—black magic. Trust me, I had no idea they were aiding the vampires. Let me help you win this war. I’ll put them in their place," Rufus offered, his eyes glinting with determination. "We need all the help we can get, Rufus. Thank you," Zachary replied gratefully. Warlocks were incredibly rare—only five existed in the entire world, each one possessing the power of a hundred witches combined. Rufus called upon his fellow Warlocks to join the fight against the dark witches.

While Eric and Tate just looked at me like they normally did. “How do you not know what a warlock is?” Ryan asked. “A warlock is a male witch. They are distrustful and they are only out for their own gains. Never trust a warlock to do anything for you because they will turn on you in a heartbeat.” Tate answered before I got the chance to respond to Ryan.

Within my line of sight, they pulsated like living things. One gold: The magic of the dragon. One blue: The magic of the elf. One green: The magic of the fairy. One brown: The magic of the troll. One indigo: The magic of the unicorn. One silver: The magic of the vampire. And one red: The magic of what? To complete the Seal, the blood of the hunter was required - Gabriel's blood. "What does this mean?" I asked, a little terrified at seeing myself bleed out. "To restore the balance of the seven magics, you must sacrifice yourself."

There’s an old saying, “Don’t anger a witch if you don’t want to eat bugs for the rest of your natural life!” Wizard: someone who uses or practices magic derived from supernatural, occult, or arcane sources. In several cultures, it is said the Wizards are quite similar to witches and are the Male equivalent of the aforementioned. Wizards are someone who is knowledgeable about ancient lore and magic. They often use Scroll Magic and or pre-cast spells written by witches. Their skills mostly lie in potion-making and spell research. They have a natural aptitude for magic. Warlock: The third and most formidable class of The W’s.

Immediately after, he stepped on the sword and rode on it, as it shot toward Tyr’s side at an extremely fast speed. “Mr. Zabinsky, please withdraw the formation!” the old man requested loudly. Jim subconsciously stared at the source of the voice. He instantly recognized this man and he called out to him, “Master Magus!” Jim was a little stunned by Magus’ appearance. As the new Lord of the Red Tower of Dragun Squad, he understood which almighty Demigod was watching over the organization these days. Along with Maxime, Spartacus, and Legolas, who guarded the border, Magus was another Almighty Demigod in the squad.

I nodded. "I understand." I said to her and I left the same way I came. Observer's POV This got more interesting than I thought. I never suspected Kate, the Spears housekeeper, to be a ruler of the night. The young girl definitely looked extremely innocent to be suspected. This new information gave me a chilly feeling about the mole we have in our midst that works for Sage. Anyway, a lot has been on both at the Magical world and the human world. The war has truly began. It only needed time to escalate and something else to fuel it. Something both worlds do not have in their possession at the moment - the magical band.

Kema's team was already there. The scene was one of ruthless coordination. A female mage with a scar across her right eye stood at the forefront, her hands glowing green as thick vines snaked up from the earth to entangle a snarling werewolf—from its yellow eyes and bloodstained fur, it was likely the same werewolf that had fled at the sound of Kema's voice. The beast thrashed wildly, its claws swiping at the air, but the vines held firm. The mage's face was taut with concentration, sweat dripping from her brow as her glowing hands trembled. Another mage moved swiftly, his fists encased in icy blades. With controlled movements, he struck at the rogue, forcing it to stagger back and weakening