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The Last Blood Mage The Bandits of the Golden Forest
As dawn broke, the sun cast a warm, golden hue over the landscape, heralding the start of a new day. The driver, a man seasoned by the road, approached Xander and Atheria with a look of concern etched on his face. "We'll be passing through the golden maple forest today," he began cautiously. "It's a beautiful place, but it's also a haven for bandits. They've been a scourge around these parts for years."Atheria, ever curious, inquired, "Why hasn't the king dealt with these bandits yet?"The driver sighed, his face a mix of resignation and frustration. "These bandits are like ghosts," he explained. "They know the forest like the back of their hands, and they've dug a network of tunnels and hideouts that are nearly impossible to find. The king's men have tried, but to no avail."Atheria's brows knitted together in determination. "Well, we won't let them trouble us," she assured him confidently. "We'll handle any bandit we come across."Xander, sitting beside her, let out a dark chuckle,
The Last Blood Mage Battle of the golden forest
The bandit leader, a hulking figure with a disfigured face marked by a jagged scar running down his left cheek, stepped forward. His eyes, one clouded and the other a piercing blue, fixed on Atheria and Xander with a menacing glint. Clad in mismatched armor, he carried an air of authority that even his motley crew respected. "Boss, that's them," a gruff voice from behind him confirmed. The subordinate, a lanky man with a nervous twitch, pointed towards Atheria. "She's the one we heard about, boss. A real beauty, that elf." The leader, known amongst his band as Gristle, sneered, revealing a set of crooked, yellow teeth. "Alright, you two," he growled, addressing Xander and Atheria. "Hand over everything in your carriage, and the elf comes with us. Or you'll leave this forest in pieces." Atheria's eyes narrowed. She knew the type well - ruthless, merciless, and driven by greed. Yet, she attempted to defuse the situation. "You don't want to do this," she warned, her voice steady despit
The Last Blood Mage Bounty on Xander's Head Again
Gristle's defiant grin faltered under the unyielding gaze of Xander, his fear palpable. "You think you can intimidate me?" he spat, trying to maintain his bravado.Atheria, stepping forward, pierced Gristle's chest with an arrow, her movements swift and precise. Gristle's face contorted in pain as the sharp tip dug into his flesh. "Talk, or the next one goes through your eye," she threatened, her voice cold as ice.Twisting the arrow cruelly, she watched as Gristle winced. Pain etched on his face, he gritted his teeth, trying to withhold the information.Xander watched with a chuckle, a smirk playing on his lips. "I must say, Atheria, your methods are quite... persuasive."Struggling against the agony, Gristle cursed through clenched teeth. "You'll regret this, you bitch!"Undeterred, Atheria twisted the arrow further, eliciting a guttural growl of pain from Gristle. "Start talking," she demanded, her tone laced with menace.Grimacing in pain, Gristle finally yielded. "The Assassin's
The Last Blood Mage Prince David's Birthday
By the time the sunlight had faded and given way to the evening's embrace, the capital of Emberlyn shimmered under the night sky like a jewel. The streets were alive with activity, the pavements aglow with the light of torches dipped in alchemical substances that cast a bright, almost magical luminescence. The city, with its bustling energy and vibrant lights, stood in stark contrast to the quiet darkness of the forest they had traversed.Xander, peering out from the carriage, commented on the line of carriages arrayed along the pavement, all heading towards the city gates. "Looks like the capital never sleeps," he mused, his eyes scanning the lively scene.Atheria, sitting beside him, nodded in agreement. "The capital is as bustling as the last time I was here," she observed, a hint of nostalgia in her voice as she recalled her previous visits.As their carriage joined the slow-moving procession toward the city gates, Xander leaned forward, his metal helmet concealing his features. I
The Last Blood Mage Another one who loves Atheria
The prince stepped out of the carriage with a regal grace that captivated the onlookers. He was the epitome of royal elegance, with his neatly styled dark hair, sharp features, and a well-built physique that suggested both strength and nobility. His attire was equally impressive – a finely tailored suit that bore the royal crest, accentuating his authoritative presence.The crowd, still abuzz with excitement, began to whisper among themselves. "Did you see that teleportation? She must be from the Mage Guild," one person speculated in awe."Never seen anything like it! A real mage in action!" another chimed in, their voice laced with a mixture of wonder and curiosity.As the prince made his way through the throng of guards, his eyes fixed on Atheria, who stood holding the little boy. From the crowd, Xander watched the scene unfold with a mix of irritation and concern. "You just had to use magic, didn't you?" he muttered under his breath, knowing well the attention it would draw.The pr
The Last Blood Mage Assassin Guild’s Action
Xander and Atheria huddled in the shadows of a narrow alleyway, away from the bustling streets. The city's vibrant night life provided them the perfect cover to discuss their next move."We need a solid plan to get inside the castle," Xander began, his voice low and serious. "The prince's invitation gives us an opening, but we can't just stroll in through the front gates."Atheria nodded, her mind racing with possibilities. "We could claim to be responding to the prince's invitation," she suggested. "But once inside, we'll need a way to split up. You'll need to find the king without drawing too much attention."Xander rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "The castle will be heavily guarded. We need to blend in. Maybe we can disguise ourselves as part of the staff or the nobility attending any ongoing event."Atheria considered this. "That could work. But we also need an exit strategy. If things go south, we can't be trapped inside."They spent the next hour detailing every aspect of their pl
The Last Blood Mage Darius, The Assassin
In the heart of Emberlyn, nestled among ordinary buildings, was the Assassin's Guild, a place shrouded in secrecy and whispers. To the untrained eye, the building appeared as a mundane blacksmith's shop, but behind its walls lay the hidden world of Emberlyn's most feared assassins. A secret entrance, cleverly disguised as a forge, led to the guild's inner sanctum.The guild hall was a stark contrast to its plain exterior, with dark wooden panels and dim lighting that created an atmosphere of mystery and danger. Weapons of all kinds adorned the walls, and the air was thick with the scent of oil and steel.At the center of this hidden world sat the Guild Leader, a formidable figure known for his cunning and ruthless efficiency. His cold, calculating eyes surveyed the room, missing nothing. He was flanked by his most trusted assassins, their faces shrouded in shadow.A young assassin, with fiery red hair and piercing blue eyes, stood before the Guild Leader. His name was Darius, one of t
The Last Blood Mage Trap for Xander
As Xander and Atheria made their way into the castle, they were immediately struck by the lavish decorations that adorned the interior. Rich tapestries hung from the walls, and the air was filled with the melodious sound of a string quartet playing in the background. Nobles from all over Emberlyn had gathered here, the castle buzzing with the excitement of Prince David's birthday celebration.Atheria, skillfully blending into the crowd, picked up snippets of conversations as she navigated through the throngs of nobility. She overheard a group of well-dressed ladies in elaborate gowns whispering among themselves."Have you heard about Duke Marvin's rule in Mooncrest?" one of them asked, her voice tinged with concern. "They say his grip is as tight as iron. There's talk of resistance fighters rising against him."Another lady, her hair adorned with jewels, chimed in, "Oh, but that's not all. Duchess Celina of Krovian is making quite the stir with her progressive laws. It's the talk of t
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