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The Last Blood Mage Mage and the backup
As the rebels burst out of the warehouse, their hearts pounding with the adrenaline of escape, they skidded to a halt. Surrounding them, emerging from the shadows, were more of Marvin's soldiers, heavily armored and with weapons drawn. The warehouse's fiery demise had drawn unwanted attention, and now they were trapped."Fuck, we're surrounded!" shouted the scarred rebel, his axe gripped tightly.Atheria, her eyes scanning the encircling soldiers, cursed under her breath. "Looks like we're not out of the woods yet, folks."The soldiers, forming a tight ring around the rebels, sneered with malice. "Thought you could just blow up our property and walk away, did you?" one of them taunted. "Time to pay the price, rebels."The rebels, despite their exhaustion, readied themselves for another fight. They stood back to back, forming a defensive circle, their eyes fixed on the soldiers."We'll fight our way out if we have to," Atheria declared, her voice steely. "We're not going down without a
The Last Blood Mage No Mercy for anyone
The explosion from the clashing forces of Xander's blood sword and the mage's fireball spell sent shockwaves through the warehouse. As the smoke cleared, Xander emerged, unscathed, his crimson eyes burning with an intense fury. He wasted no time, launching himself into the fray with a ruthless efficiency that spoke of his skills as a blood mage."Come on, you Marvin-loving bastards, let's dance!" Xander roared, his voice filled with contempt and rage. He moved like a shadow amongst the soldiers, his blood sword cutting a swathe through them.One soldier, brandishing a spear, charged at Xander, screaming, "Die, rebel scum!" Xander, with a swift sidestep, grabbed the soldier by the wrist, draining his strength with his blood mage abilities. The soldier's face turned ashen, his life force ebbing away, before Xander tossed him aside, lifeless.Another soldier, seeing his comrade fall, shouted in horror, "What the fuck is he?!" Fear spread among the ranks as they witnessed Xander's power.
The Last Blood Mage Last Respects
As Atheria, Xander, and the battered band of rebels limped into their secret hideout, the weight of the night's events hung heavily in the air. The hideout, a dimly lit, cavernous space, felt more oppressive than ever. The rebels set down their hard-won loot with a mixture of relief and exhaustion.Atheria, her expression grim, turned to Xander. "What the hell were you thinking back there, Xander? Killing a mage from the Guild? Do you have any idea how much worse you've made things?"The other rebels murmured in agreement, the anxiety palpable among them. "Yeah, we're already on thin ice with the Mage Guild. Now they'll be baying for blood," another rebel added, his voice tinged with worry.Wearing his sword clean, Xander looked at them, his eyes still holding the remnants of battle's fury. "Listen up," he began, his tone unapologetic. "That mage was going to kill us all. I did what I had to do to protect us. Sometimes, you have to make the hard choices.""But King Richard is negotiat
The Last Blood Mage Atheria's Guilt
Later that night, in the dimly lit corner of the hideout, Atheria and Berek stood before the pile of looted weapons and potions. The mood was contemplative as Atheria gazed at the collection, her thoughts seemingly miles away.Breaking the silence, Atheria's voice carried a hint of concern. "You know, seeing Xander back there, how he dealt with that mage... it's like he's becoming someone else. More ruthless, more... detached."Berek, turning to look at her, nodded slowly. "I've noticed it too. The way he fights, it's like he's got nothing to lose. It's effective, but it's also... intense."Atheria sighed, her eyes still fixed on the weapons. "When I first knew Xander, he was passionate, driven, sure. But there was a line he wouldn't cross. Now, it's like that line is blurring. Killing that mage, it was brutal, even if it was necessary."Berek leaned against a table, his arms folded. "War changes people, Atheria. Maybe this is just who he needs to be for us to win this fight.""But at
The Last Blood Mage Marvin's Desperation
In the dense cover of a nearby forest, Xander and Atheria met with Caelum. The three of them stood in a clearing, the rustling leaves and distant bird calls the only witnesses to their clandestine meeting.Caelum, his usual stoic self, was the first to speak. "So, we're doing this, huh? Bringing down Marvin from the inside?" His tone was casual, but there was a sharpness in his eyes that betrayed the gravity of the situation."Yeah, we are," Xander replied, his voice firm. "But we need your help, Caelum. Your connection to Marvin is our ticket in."Atheria chimed in, her expression serious. "The plan is risky, but if it works, we could take Marvin out for good. We need you to pretend to capture us and bring us directly to him."Caelum scratched his chin, mulling over the plan. "So, I play the loyal hunter, delivering the big bad rebels to Marvin's doorstep. Shit, he'll lap that up." He paused, a sly smile forming. "But what's to stop me from actually turning you in? What's my angle he
The Last Blood Mage Atheria and Xander Captured
Three days later, the plan that Xander, Atheria, and Caelum had meticulously crafted was set into motion. It was a daring strategy, one that required precision and a bit of theatricality. Caelum, playing his part to perfection, had captured Xander and Atheria, binding them in chains as if they were his prisoners.As they approached Marvin's stronghold, Xander and Atheria exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of determination and apprehension. Leading them on a leash, Caelum wore a mask of stoic indifference, though his eyes betrayed a hint of the adrenaline coursing through him."Play it cool, you two," Caelum muttered under his breath as they neared the entrance. "Remember, we're supposed to be your captives, not your comrades.""Fuck, I never thought I'd be parading into Marvin's lair in chains," Atheria grumbled, the metal clinking as she moved.Xander, his face set in a grim line, replied, "Just stick to the plan. We'll get our chance."Inside Marvin's stronghold, the atmosph
The Last Blood Mage Reflection
Thrown roughly into the dank, oppressive confines of the dungeon, Xander and Atheria found themselves in separate cells. The air was musty, heavy with the scent of damp stone and despair. Their cells were bare, save for a small, barred window high up on the wall that allowed a sliver of light to seep through, casting long shadows on the floor.Sitting against the cold stone wall, Xander rubbed his wrists where the chains had chafed them. "Well, this is a cozy little setup," he remarked dryly, his voice echoing slightly in the confined space.Atheria, in the cell adjacent to his, leaned against the bars, trying to catch a glimpse of Xander. "At least we're still alive," she replied. "Now we just wait for Berek and King Richard to make their move.""Yeah, 'just wait,'" Xander echoed, a hint of sarcasm in his tone. "Because sitting in Marvin's dungeon was always part of the plan."Atheria let out a short, humorless laugh. "I'd love to see Marvin's face when he realizes he's been played.
The Last Blood Mage Three Stupid Soldiers
Three Stupid SoldiersThe brief moment of levity between Xander and Atheria was interrupted by the clanking sound of approaching footsteps. Two of Marvin's soldiers, smirks on their faces, stopped in front of their cells. Clad in armor that clinked with every movement, they looked every bit the haughty enforcers of Marvin's regime."Well, well, well, look what we have here," sneered the first soldier, a tall man with a scar running down his face. "The mighty rebels, caged up like animals."His companion, shorter but stockier, laughed mockingly. "Yeah, not so tough now, are you? Where's all that fire and braveness gone, huh?"Xander, leaning casually against the bent bars of his cell, replied with a cold smirk. "You really think these bars can hold me? I'm just taking a little break. Your boss's hospitality is so... touching."Atheria rolled her eyes, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, we're terrified. Please, don't hurt us with your big, scary swords."The first soldier banged his
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