Warrior Mage Novels & Stories

before walking towards the bed Rex was in. “The potion we made has improved his strength quite a bit, there is something I cannot understand though, his body is barely damaged, unlike yourself and the Bohl, but his internals have suffered great damage, almost like it was pushed beyond its limits. I checked his meridian and it is intact which also does not make sense, usually I see this type of injury in mages who have pushed beyond their capabilities in battle, but his meridian does not match the size a magic user would have at his age.” The physician spoke, giving her diagnosis to Markus when he came over, “also, I am quite skilled in medical evaluation skill, but I cannot see any other of

"Although I still have a lot to speak, we are not here to have this discussion here. What we need to concentrate on is our enemy. But before that, let me put forth a warning. From now on, if I hear one wrong word against women from any of you, then you will be answerable to my sword." As soon as these words left her mouth, audible gasps reverberated in the room. Everybody knew that Raelynn was the most formidable warrior in the kingdom of Volar and winning against her in a one on one battle was impossible, even for the other three Commanders. She was just the best.

I am foolish and a fucked-up pushover! I sit up as I feel my blood boil in anger but I groan as pain registers in my battered body. I doubt my body will still allow me to use my magic at its best. I doubt Sacrarium will still accept a depleted mage who has fallen from grace! My magic activates, and the wind around me rises. I cough as dust rises around me. The door to the room opens, and a muscular, handsome man comes in.

"Mana is something very valuable for a good magician, it is best to save it for the right moment, when the enemy is at a disadvantage or vulnerable" What he says makes sense, but... isn't Bob supposed to be a warrior? A giggle from Helena clears up my doubts. He's definitively a warrior. "I don't want to poke into what doesn't concern me, but I heard you're actually a warrior" "Well, yes, my class is warrior... it's such a waste if you ask me, going to a fantasy world where magic is real and not being able to use it is… well, the fact is that in my old world I always dreamed of magic, being a warrior is something very painful for me" his tone of voice shows the disappointment it produces.

His fire together with the powers of his mate, Summer, have successfully burned my warriors to ashes. Don't even get me started on the fighting prowess of that Azanian warlock, Aria's grandfather, Mtungagore. He is whizzing past my warriors as if they pose no threat to him. With a wave of his staff and a swarm of bees surrounding him, my warriors stand no chance. They are infact, trying all they can to not cross his path.

Followed by a Gamma, whose main function is to protect her. Then follows Mathew, yeah, the name appears in her mind because he is currently holding that title (the head of the warriors) and because she is so proud of him. Next follows the warriors and then the Elders, then the Omegas and, finally, at the bottom of the ranks in the werewolf world, are the Rogues.

“But I do challenge you all to do your best.” “Okay, so one will be fought without magic and the second fighting round will be fought with magic. And just for some of our newer warriors. Adrik is a demon, more importantly, demon royalty. So, bring your best.” I told the crowd. “Your queen, would you like to address your warriors?” I asked Gabi before looking at Sam.

“ a warrior shouted as he saw their captain being besiege by the enemies. ”Attack! Brothers don't let them touch our captain!!“ With a battle cry, they started bombarding the enemies with magic. "Hail Storm” “Absolute Zero” “Lava Giants” Spells flew everywhere, hitting the enemy. “Ahhkk!” “Boss help!” In the mercenary side, An A rank magician among the group of mages started chanting a long incantation. She was a newly advance mage, she wants to surprise their captain for some time now but have no idea when.

It's pretty cool, though. "That's crazy. I didn't think there was anything behind it." I hear Raven whisper from her chair next to me. Atleast we are all pretty shocked by this and it's not just me. "Yes, it's interesting information, but it's not important right now. Any other questions about your appearance or can I continue?" We all shake our heads to let him know we don't have any more questions. "Ok, so more about the prophecy. In the prophecy it states that there is a war upon us that will forever change the fate of the werewolf population. It will be a war between the Rogues and peaceful packs. If the rogues win, our world will be tossed into chaos that's filled with death and misery.

said Armeyin, another of the nobles, and a war minded one at that. Mithraos looked at Eloy. "What do you think, Head Warrior?" asked Mithraos. Eloy was surprised that Mithraos asked his opinion. "If your highness want me to fight in a war, I will and if you want me to guard you during the peace treaty, I will do that too. However, I do have a suggestion," said Eloy. All listened eagerly. Mithraos gave permission with a subtle raise if his eyebrows.