Jessica Anderson
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Njal and the others completely forgot about the weird occurrence, that is the feed getting cut off. They were just too distracted by Night's presence at the moment, however, that didn't last too long as that familiar and shocking presence soon disappeared and they were just met with good old Night. 'A Draugar Duke and 16 Generals?? there's definitely something wrong here,' Njal thought as he looked around the room to see the Draugars 'lifeless' bodies. "Ah Sir Njal, while I cannot say how I did because…-
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Was controlling an opponent's spell easy? no, was mixing two random elements easy? definitely not, only a handful of people could probably wish to pull it off and all of them were probably mages or Arcane Knights. A huge mass of black and white dust was floating in front of Night, who was now drenched in sweat with his knees visibly almost falling to the ground. "Niflheim....s-kill tree??" He launched the sphere the second he finished questioning the notification, to be more precise, he couldn't control…
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"...Night's in danger..." "WHAT??? What doe-" Before Shade could finish, he felt the atmosphere get heavier and his head lighter, Noctis woke up and was enraged, once again the mana in the air was drawn into Noctis, the aura around him changing, his eyes constantly showing a different color. While Shade was used to it, the others definitely weren't, everyone, the Guards, Frode, and Njal, all of them fell to their knees, choking. "No! Stop, My Lord would not be happy with this...let's hear them out…
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"That...how old is Night again???" Njal asked while wiping off the buckets of sweat. "Hmm My Lord is 22 years old" Shade replied after recalling one of his and Night's conversations. "WHAT?! b-but...clearly that is weapon aura manipulation no? how is t-this possible...by Odin....who is this young man?" "I cannot tell you that Sir Njal but perhaps once your relationship with My Lord deepens then you can ask him," "Phew, you're quite tough huh?" Night said as he looked at the General who somehow looked…
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"Valhalla...." The dungeon was like any usual dungeon with the exception of ice mixed into the ground, with the walls somewhat reminding Night of his hair, the dungeon itself was huge but it wasn't exactly a straight path, naturally. It was possibly a hidden treasure of a dungeon, there's no way it would be something easy. 'Man, I sure did come a long way...now that I think about it, it's been a while since I've met that old man... let's not think too much about him, don't wanna end up summoning him,…
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"Well anyway, let's get down to business, it looks like you wanted to meet me? can I ask why that is? is there anything you want to know? or maybe you require some assistance?" "Well, its none of that, your son, Frode, promised me that if I were to win, he would do anything to fulfill one wish of mine, and I couldn't think of anything other than building a healthy relationship with an Einherjar, since I think it would benefit both of us in the long run," Night said while he wore a convincing…
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"A lot of talk from someone who couldn't save his friend," *??????* Noel sliced at the man's neck without any hesitation, the only ones who knew that, were Noel's family and the members of the magic towers, naturally, it wasn't the former, thereby making this man a potential member of the magic tower(s) and his enemy, in Noel's eyes he was a danger to everyone around him but more than that he wanted information about the towers, Noel wasn't aware of the situation, he wasn't there in the Kingdom when…
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"I'm sure you're all wondering what the sudden emergency is.... it's Dior...he was critically injured when he went to approach the supposedly unknown Legend..." "What??!" "Dior was beaten??" "Who is this Legend??" Despite the news that was delivered none of the members there showed any signs of panicking, naturally along with Dior they were the central figures of the Imperial Kingdom, every single one of them was just as powerful if not more powerful than Dior but most of them preferred to maintain a…
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Disciple of the God of Magic, Nate, when he was accepted as Hecate's disciple, or more specifically when he accepted to be her disciple, Nate was given access to a skill tree that allowed him to use skills somewhat similar to Hecates, of course, currently, they were nowhere as strong as Hecate's magic but as long as there's room to grow, the word impossible is inconsequential. The skills he acquired were in some way or another interconnected, that is to say, they were related to each other and worked well…
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"Wait what happened?" "It was so fast!" "I blinked!!" "When's it starting?" "Goddamn it Oleg!! it's already done, y'moron!!" "Impossible...." The reaction was along the lines of what Night expected, naturally they weren't aware of the fact that he could control the ice element to some extent, of course, after watching Night and his dark element manipulation, anyone would think Night knew only one element. Just the way Night controlled the dark element, it looked as if the element was excited to…
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