Andrey was sleeping hard and Dea’n’ha had already dressed up and was meditating from early morning. The few snores that came out from the young man weren’t really loud, but enough to break the peaceful silence engulfing the house Azazel had rented. The sorceress was concentrated enough to ignore those sounds, though. Her meditation state had her levitate a few centimeters above the ground.
I feel good knowing that there is somebody I can count on here. She’s got my back and I’ve got hers. I could surely have managed on my own, but having her around is making me feel safer. Her femininity is encouraging me to become stronger, as I really want to protect this bird which flew out of her nest.The innocent lust for knowledge, adventure, and tru
Andrey and Dea’n’ha were holding each other’s hands and just stared into each other.Azazel looked at Illien with his cold stare. The bard just simply raised his shoulders. Illien waved a hand to the couple as a sign to let Azazel handle the conversation.“It’s been good, Dr. Mark.” Illien replied. “I will close my eyes to what your robot wife just said.” Azazel told the ever-smiling dark-colored man in a white lab coat.“I know not what you spoke of!” he laughed. Razorbeak was one of the great cities of Migigaia. The backside of the city was completely surrounded by mountains as if sheltering it from any possible attacks by invaders, and that it actually did by becoming a huge obstacle on the way. It was the first major city on the west side of the northern Migigaia. Sharpmount was the name of the great shell that protected RazorbMakiya 64. May the healthy be sick, and the sick - healthy
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With hardly a sound the vehicle landed on The Caleuche and only the sound of the weight weighting on the ship was heard.“Nice job!” Dea’n’ha complimented. Azazel approved of the action by showing a smile. The waves of the river gradually pushed the ship and tried to give The Caleuche a hard time, though this hardly proved challenging enough for the mighty specter vessel.On top of it, the two mages were practicing sorcery in its fundamentals. “A blessing? How come?” Andrey asked mind-blown that this suffering he experiences might be called a blessing. Seriously? I blessing? Dying more times than I can count sure does sound like a blessing… not.Latest ChapterMakiya 68. Not exactly a curse…
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