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Thaymos' spell, Cruel Star, shot forward with such violence that it cast an emerald ring over its launching point.
Supreme Magus
Fantasy · Legion20
Now that he had an enchanted mantle that had come from an entirely different school of weaving, his ability to compare and deduce the fundamental principles of sorcery could take a qualitative leap. It was like witnessing an entirely different framework, and gaining a deeper understanding of your own by studying the differences and commonalities between them.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
One thing Sunny very rarely imagined, if ever, was being killed by a dumb, mindless force of nature. Perhaps it was vain, considering the kinds of environments he often ended up in… but still, he was unwilling to succumb to something so senseless.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Sunny tried to imagine what would happen if the two Transcendents clashed. The mental image of a giant thunderbird being swarmed by a vast whirlwind of black crows in the dark skies was… truly an awesome one. Who would win? He was not sure. Saint Tyris would be at a slight disadvantage due to being robbed of one of her trump cards, true. She often relied on aerial superiority to slay her foes…
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Wherever he went, a slightly sweet, sickening scent followed. Sunny was intimately familiar with that scent — it reminded him of the smell of the battlefield. Or rather, of what remained after the battle was over.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
[The giant story 'Guardian of White Evil' is continuing.]
Omniscient Reader
Urban · 싱숑
On both sides of the brigade, two more rivers of light flowed forward — one commanded by Soul Reaper Jet, one by an Ascended that Sunny had met a few times, but did not really know.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Luckily, the killer whale seemed to be moving much slower as they ascended from the depths. That, most likely, was done for the benefit of Sunny and Naeve — even though they were Masters, they were still fundamentally humans. Neither would have died from the decompression sickness, but it could do a lot of damage to their already strained and battered bodies.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
[Word of Power] Enchantment Description: "A word spoken by the master of this charm is a command. If born of great silence, the word of power can hardly be ignored. If not, it has no worth."
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
And the Ariadne was supposed to arrive soon.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
That had been one of the reasons why he had chosen to kill the Mirror Beast instead of subjugating it, all that time ago.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Pretty soon, his suspicion was confirmed. The enemy seemed to possess an Aspect related to blood. His first Ability allowed him to ignite it, and the second increased his strength and speed the more he bled. So every time Sunny managed to perform a successful attack, the man grew much more formidable, while Sunny himself had to either dodge the drops of blood or somehow survive another explosion.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Even before that, he had killed the old slaver, Shifty, Scholar, and Auro of the Nine without batting an eye.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
He was surrounded by nothing, nothing had changed while he slept, and there was nothing he could do about it.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Turning away, he noticed another coin gleaming in the moss a couple of meters further down the corridor.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
'Lunatics. Those damn simulation pods are too costly to use them for spectating…'
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
"I'll be fine. It's not that far, anyway. If I make haste, I'll be back before morning and go straight back to the real world. I have business to attend to there, actually."
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
As a long cut appeared on the net, many corpses fell down through the breach. Kai had chosen the target for his attack carefully, making sure that the rain of dead Nightmare Creatures would fall on the empty stretch of crimson coral between the largely intact line of archers and the remnants of the vanguard, which was embroiled in horrifying melee.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Reading_Raven
Ves only half-listened to everyone's drunken words as he focused more on how he should spend his steadily accumulating Design Points. With the infamy of his model driving his sales, he could afford to round out his foundations. Forget about getting in bed with girls, he'd rather jump into a pool of DP.
The Mech Touch
Sci-fi · Exlor