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Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
'The idiot wears a cape around his neck. All I have to do is pull it down with all of my strength to force him to stretch his neck and reveal the gap between the gorget and the helm.
Supreme Magus
Fantasy · Legion20
Countless cables, tendrils, and alembics coming out of the grey-white stone were the only furniture in the room. That and a stone pedestal placed at the very center of the Spark.
Supreme Magus
Fantasy · Legion20
When he lashed out with his sword, however, deep wounds were left on the panther's sable hide. Silent Stalker did not seem to pay them any attention.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Paradoxically, Cassie's situation was a bit better — Valor was less wary of her, not considering the blind girl a serious threat. While the rest of the Fire Keepers had simply become retainers, she had received the title of a Seneschal — a high-ranking adviser, the position that was second only to the Forgemasters among the non-combatant specialists of the great clan.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
She would have loved nothing more than to slaughter the ignoble hypocrites serving the King of Swords personally, but sadly, her mission was simply to deliver Beastmaster's present to Morgan of Valor, striking both at the enemy's troops and reputation.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Under Zatiel's control, the drones also unleashed energy attacks, and while their individual power was not even a millesimal fraction of a Thearch or Sacred King, they were billions.
Abyssal Lord of the Magi World
Fantasy · Redsunworld
The haughty shadows would wear its usual arrogant look, radiating the "Keep me out of this plebeian conversation, peasant" feeling with its disdainful pose.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
The Ivory Island had changed a bit in the past few months. The great pagoda itself was the same, of course, but the comely wooden buildings created by the Fire Keepers now resembled a small, peaceful village that blended harmoniously into the landscape. The ancient trees of the grove now had fruit hanging from their branches, each looking ripe and delicious.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
He did not feel much of anything right now, except for deep, dark rancor.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Zatiel raised his left hand, from which a golden flame emerged. It began to affect the Emptiness just like the Samsara Truth, but this one did not form a matrix, instead forming an oniric realm where your ego could spend an eternity exploring.
Abyssal Lord of the Magi World
Fantasy · Redsunworld
Memory Description: [Sybils were the heralds of the gods and conduits of divine grace. Many mysteries were known to them, and so were many truths. There was one being, though, who knew much more — the graceless caitiff, Demon of Dread. He knew every truth there was, because he knew everyone's fear… even that of the gods.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
The monstrous killer whale cut through the crimson darkness, descending upon the ethereal blossom of flowing white cloth. His mouth opened, revealing a palisade of terrifying fangs. His blue eyes had turned deep red, glowing like spotlights and full of murderous intent.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
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Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Then, however, the abominations started to pile one on top of another, forming morbid ziggurats of bodies. The ziggurats grew, rising higher and higher as more Nightmare Creatures climbed the ladders made of writhing flesh. Ten meters, then twenty, then thirty… eventually, it became clear that there was a substantial risk that the horde would scale the wall.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Her face remained as deadpan as ever. She remained silent for a few moments, and then said laconically:
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Many things in life were simply inextricable.
Blood Warlock: Succubus Partner in the Apocalypse
Fantasy · XIETIAN
It seemed that having the Chained Isles taken away was not enough of a punishment for the willful Saint. Valor had to make a gesture by sending a token force to Antarctica, and so, the White Feather clan had drawn the short straw. It seemed that they had lost their idyllic demesne and were banished to the cold reaches of the war-torn continent, at least for the time being.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
The [Mendacious Coffer] enchantment allowed it to mimic the form of any inanimate object, but was limited by Sunny's core capacity. Now that he was an Ascended, the capacity of his cores increased tremendously, so there were a lot of options.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
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Comfortably resting his back against the bending surface of the tall aplustre, he moved the oar a little and peered into the shimmering spellweave.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree