Novel & Cerita Who Is The Sage In Iron Flame

ADAM I had seen warriors before. But I had never seen anything like Sage. She hovered above the arena like something carved from light itself—golden fire licking over her skin, her hair lifting in an unseen current, her eyes burning with a power that was not merely magic. It was divinity. My chest felt too small to contain what billowed inside it. Awe. Pride. And something deeper—something dangerously close to reverence. She was magnificent! And she was mine. My mate.

sage tells me in a voice I didn't recognize Her voice was laced with fear and her hands trembled "What do you mean, why should i?" I ask "Because she's a witch" sage answers Everyone in the room gasps in surprise including me but I still held her securely. "So what if she's a witch your one too" I say confused "It's not just about her being a witch she's different from me and other witches you know" "How so?" Mom asks "She's a sifer witch" Sage answers "What does that mean?" Brandon asks

“We’ll look for her for a little bit before we set off okay?” I couldn’t believe my ears, was Dreyma really going to just abandon her that quickly? “Our plan needs Sage.” I growled and heard the grumble in my own voice that shocked even me, “We will not abandon her out here!” “It’ll be fine.” Dreyma nodded, “She’ll come.” Sage’s abilities were teh strongest of all of us, especially in this environment. Dreyma might have been ready to leave her for the sake of the mission but I was finding it hard to maintain that soldier mindset the longer I considered everything that had happened.

Sage was too busy focusing on the portal to even focus on me, which gave me an advantage. I took my hand kneeled down, placing it on the ground. I was using magic to create a plethora of vines that came up from the ground and started to wrap around Sage’s legs. “What the fuck are you doing?!” He yelled. “I’m sorry Pyromancer, you aren’t coming with me.” I snarled back. His whole demeanor changed when I said this. His eyes changed from a smoky green to fire red, I could see the flames burning through them like a fire raging out of control. “I was wondering just how long it would take you to figure me out.” He snapped.

she promptly answers. Her face almost immediately tightens. “Well then who's got you all worked up like—” “Sage” she answers before I can even complete the sentence. I raise my brow. Shock? Suprise? “Sage?” I repeat, almost in disbelief. “The teen?” She mirrors my confusion. “Teen?” “Sage McAlister, the former rogue.” She squints. “Rogue huh.” “Yeah, but it's not like it's easy to notice that. She's a really quiet, unproblematic girl—”

"Find someone else to order around," Sage snapped at Susan. She felt something hot burn inside her, like dragon flames. That burn spread inside her body like wildfire. Her eyes flashed orange, like dragon flames. She wasn't particularly upset over Susan's stupidity. She was upset because she was tthought orchestrated this. It's him who made her this upset. The pearl around her neck started to feel hot. Susan frowned, clearly not expecting this. Sage is the daughter of two Alphas, and her father is a pure-blooded Lycan. As his daughter, her Alpha aura is compelling and strong.

She dipped her head once, reverent. Behind them lingered others. Elias, the spell-forger who carried her when her leg was heavily wounded beneath a flaming siege. Reydan, her old lieutenant, his missing arm now replaced with an iron limb etched in protective runes. And standing at the back - Sister Nyara. The old witch had once been called Mother Flame, a name earned when she faced down a revenant swarm with nothing but a torch, a spell circle, and her own stubborn fury. Her robes were black and crimson, scorched at the hem, and her dark eyes burned with unflinching clarity.

Like my bandmates, I wanted to step in and protect Sage from all this. My intervention wasn’t required, at least not to get Sage away from the Steelcrest elders. Sage handled that expertly. Even I couldn’t see in the darkness they created. No wonder their wolf is named Eclipse. Sage was the only one who could see in that eclipse because the next thing I knew, I was being led expertly outside. I blinked a couple of times as my eyes adjusted to the streetlights. I turned, ready to ask Sage how they were, but I didn’t need to ask. Sage was bent over hyperventilating. Fucking dickheads.

"Lorelle, you have caused a disaster!" It was ridiculous that Lorelle decided to burn Mister Ghost Valley Sage’s attendant? Although Ghost Valley Sage had not been in the Godly Region for a long time, he had a respectable status whereby even Nine Heaven Emperor was courteous to him. Lorelle felt aggrieved to receive a scolding from Immortal Venerable Balman. "I…This guy was acting weird. What's wrong with me interrogating him on Mister Ghost Valley Sage’s behalf? Besides, he possesses the White Lily Cold Flame so the Five Elements Fire can’t hurt him at all,” she muttered.

There was something glowing in my mind that was about to explode. The fleeting feelings of unknown was at the center of my thoughts. At this moment I am a prisoner in a free world. Every corners of my mind seemed to speak by themselves and my heart seemed to be in ablaze. I stared blankly at the bright light in house in daze. It was like my eyes were roving around for something which I was not there. Something beyond its reach it persisted and jammed my heart with queer thoughts. In this night, I felt like embracing somebody. My heart felt lonely and devoid while my whole body seemed into be in flames.