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The Last Blood Mage Bathed in Blood
Lyra watched in a mixture of terror and fury as Xander disappeared into the gaping maw of the beast. She dodged to the side as the giant’s arm came crashing down, seeking the irritation that had flown into its mouth.“Xander, you idiot,” she cursed under her breath, her voice shaking with the cocktail of fear and adrenaline that coursed through her. “This had better work.”She could hear the muffled sounds of Xander’s struggle from within the giant, the creature’s roars now mingled with the sounds of a battle being fought inside its very body. Lyra knew she had to keep up her part of the plan, to give Xander whatever time he needed to do whatever he planned to do inside that monstrosity.The giant became a whirlwind of fury, swinging blindly, its club now a redundant weapon alongside the true threat that lay inside it. Lyra sprinted across the cavern, her breaths coming in short gasps, her legs burning. She fired arrow after arrow, pieces of metal and rock now, anything to keep the gi
The Last Blood Mage End Of The Shadowsteel Mine
Exhausted and covered in remnants of their battle, Xander and Lyra stood in the now silent cavern, contemplating their next move. "So, how are we going to blow this place up without explosives?" Lyra asked, her eyes scanning the cavern.Xander wiped his forehead, smearing a streak of blood across it. "This is a mine," he said thoughtfully. "They must have used explosives to break the ore. We should look around.""I hope you're right," Lyra replied, her gaze still fixed on the giant's lifeless form. She shook her head, as if to clear it, and started to search the area.Together, they scoured the mine, their steps echoing in the vast emptiness. The place was a labyrinth of tunnels and equipment, but they were driven, fueled by the need to finish what they had started.After what felt like hours, Xander stumbled upon several barrels hidden in a shadowy corner. He brushed off the dust to reveal labels marked 'Explosives'. "Looks like we're in luck," he said with a weary grin. "This should
The Last Blood Mage The Capital City Surrenders
(Outside the Capital City)Duke Marvin sat astride his horse, a silhouette against the dying light, his eyes fixed on the capital city's towering walls. Columns of smoke rose into the sky, the aftermath of the burning food reserves, a dark signal of his merciless strategy. The city, once a beacon of prosperity, now stood besieged, its fate hanging in the balance.Beside him, Jackson, his loyal but stern subordinate, surveyed the scene with a calculating gaze. The air was thick with the tension of impending conflict, the scent of smoke mingling with the evening breeze.Marvin's lips curled into a snicker, his voice laced with cold satisfaction. "Without those rations, the soldiers and people won't have a choice but to open the gates for us. Starvation is a powerful motivator."Jackson, ever the realist, turned to face his lord, his expression grave. "The people of the capital city won't break that easily, Your Grace. Their loyalty to the king runs deep, and they have faced hardships be
The Last Blood Mage The New King Of Mooncrest
As mounted on his majestic silver warhorse, Duke Marvin entered the city through the front gate, his figure imposing and triumphant. The streets of the capital, once bustling with life, now bore the marks of siege and starvation. The people who lined the streets were weak, their faces gaunt, their bodies frail and thin - a direct result of Marvin's order to burn their food storage, a ruthless tactic that had forced them to open the gates.Despite their bravery and loyalty, the people and the soldiers of the capital city could not fight against the pangs of starvation. They stood in silent, defeated groups, their eyes reflecting a mix of fear, resignation, and disdain.Marvin, observing their state, felt a surge of pride in his tactical victory. He leaned towards Jackson, who rode beside him, and whispered, "See? A starving city has no fight left in it. This is how you win a war."Among the hushed whispers of the onlookers, bitter words were exchanged, painting a vivid picture of their
The Last Blood Mage A traitor among the rebels
Lyra and Xander returned to their hideout, a secret location known only to a trusted few. As they entered, they were greeted by the sight of hooded figures bustling about the dimly lit space. These were the rebel fighters, allies in their cause against the hidden hands. The air was thick with the scents of ink and herbs. Some fighters were bent over parchments, tracking troop movements and supply routes, while others were carefully brewing potions, their hands steady and their eyes focused.Xander, his expression grim, scanned the room before turning to Lyra. "Do you have any idea who the traitor among us might be?" he asked, his voice carrying a cold edge.Lyra sighed, her gaze sweeping over the faces of their comrades. "This won't be easy, Xander," she admitted. "Everyone here has fought and bled for our cause. To think that one of them could be a traitor..."Xander's response was a ruthless snicker, devoid of humor. "But it will be fun," he said, a dark glint in his eyes. His word
The Last Blood Mage Let them come
As Xander stepped outside the safehouse, he was immediately met with a heavy downpour, raindrops pelting against the ground, creating a rhythmic symphony of nature. The streets of the nearby city were quickly deserted, the inhabitants seeking shelter from the rain, leaving the area desolate and eerily quiet.In the midst of the rain, Xander's keen senses detected movement – figures darting with unnatural speed, shadows blending with the storm. He snickered to himself, a cold amusement in his voice. "Lambs coming for the slaughter," he muttered under his breath.His vision shifted, the world turning to a stark contrast of black and white. To his eyes, now enhanced by his blood mage abilities, the heartbeats of the assassins appeared as pulsating red dots, betraying their positions in the gloom. It was a predator's sight, seeing the life force of his prey.The assassins, skilled and silent, took positions around the safehouse, scattering to attack from all directions. They moved with co
The Last Blood Mage Escaping The Diamond City
Lyra had finally finished packing everything, her movements precise and hurried. The rebels each held a bag, ready to move out at a moment's notice. As she gave a final look around to ensure nothing was left behind, Xander walked towards her, his approach steady despite the recent battle.Lyra noticed the rain washing the blood off Xander's chin, a stark reminder of the violent confrontation he had just endured. She met his gaze, seeing the aftermath of his lethal abilities."We can't go out through the main gate," Xander said, his voice low. "It's too risky now."Lyra nodded in agreement. "I have a secret tunnel that leads outside the city, into the forest. It's our best chance to slip away unnoticed."Xander's eyes narrowed thoughtfully. "Do we have a safe house in the forest?"Lyra shook her head, her expression serious. "No, and I'm not planning to head to any of our known safehouses. They might all be compromised, thanks to Liam's betrayal. We need to find new places to hide and
The Last Blood Mage Xander's Interrogation
Lyra, her face a mask of controlled fury, looked down at Liam, the traitor who had jeopardized their entire operation. "Why did you choose to betray us?" she demanded, her voice steady but edged with anger.Liam, his eyes gleaming with defiance, spat in Lyra's face. "I told you already. I was with the Hidden Hands from the start. I didn't betray you; you were just too foolish to see it," he sneered, his words laced with contempt.Lyra clenched her jaw and calmly wiped the spit from her face. She refused to let Liam's provocation rattle her, though her hands itched to draw blood.Xander, standing a few steps away, watched the exchange silently, his arms folded. His gaze was fixed on Liam, assessing and cold, but he made no move to intervene. This was Lyra's interrogation, and he respected her need to handle it her way.With a swift motion, Lyra slapped Liam across the face, the sound echoing in the clearing. "Who do you answer to?" she pressed on, refusing to be derailed by his taunts.
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