Mary Davis
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"This voice really came from the sword?" He thought Emery was startled for a second, but actually, during his study in the Magus Academy, he had heard that it wasn't uncommon for a high-tier artifact to have a soul being embedded into it. That might be the case for this particular sword. Emery calmed himself down and grabbed the sword once more. This time, he purposefully asked a question in his mind. "Tell me, why am I unworthy? Am I lacking in strength to wield it?" From the way, the sword…
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Emery followed the golden prince and walked past several guards. Though the sight of a prince walking alone with a stranger was certainly odd, none seemed to give them even a second glance. "This is the Divine Order's assembly hall, where the divine order holds our important meetings. Considering what I knew of your abilities, you were the one who snuck in that night, weren't you?" Emery had no interest in chatting at the moment, so he decided to ignore Arthur. "Not a chatty sort, aren't you?"…
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Right as their eyes met, Emery could feel the atmosphere immediately tensed up, and the air was filled with heat from the fire energy gathering right above Morgana's palms. It was no question that she was furious. "Whoa, wait, wait!" Emery lifted up both hands with a panicked expression. Slowly, he approached the redhead girl, careful not to set her flaming temper ablaze. Step by step, he walked closer and he dispelled the skill in hopes that some familiarity would calm her down. "I am…
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The prince's answer surely attracted Emery's attention. 'The will of the sword.' There was nothing else it could refer to except for the Excalibur hidden behind the doors of the Divine Knight Order's base. But, he needed to be sure, so he asked. "What sword?!" Arthur was startled a bit, he looked at Emery before answering. "Excalibur, the sword of the divine… Wait, the Fey knows it as the Sword of Destiny… Don't you know about this, Merlin?" "Yes, I do, what about it and what does it…
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There was no time to waste. Emery bid farewell to the fey sisters before casting . At first, he had his doubts and considered solving his problem with Princess Gwen first. Both problems could get complicated, but at least dealing with the princess should be faster. He just needed to confirm what she planned to do with him. But he realized that, even though the fate of his identity was important, it came second to the safety of those he cared about. Therefore, he decided the best course of…
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50 years ago, the two sisters Nimue and Maeve were the candidates to be chosen by Gaia. Maeve was the older sister and, at first, she was known to be the much more talented and recognizable one. There was no villager who hadn't heard of her name and reputation as a prodigy. Meanwhile, Nimue was always the quiet one. She had rarely shown her magical power and preferred to practice in peace. On that one fateful day, Gaia's blessing fell upon Nimue. At first, as an older sister, Maeve was happy for…
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Emery stood in front of the massive mythical tree he came to know as 'Gaia'. The high priestess was busy tending the tree, as she touched a few parts of its massive trunk with glowing hands, letting the green light heal the peeling bark and slight imperfections. Emery could feel the strange shifts of energy in the air, it was as if the priestess was giving something, yet also taking something else at the same time. "I see that you had quite the adventure, Emery." The choice to use the word…
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Emery stood alone within the veil of darkness, waiting for his fate, hoping that the two words were enough for them. It felt like an eternity, or was it a moment? It was hard to tell, but he began to see a pinprick of light far away in the darkness and, as he walked closer to the light, energy started to fill his body. The light soothed his dark core and gave him his vigor back. When he was finally able to wake up, he saw morning sunlight come through the window of a straw-like wall and ceiling.?…
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While the battle raged on, the Princess raced through the forest in front of the golden knight. She had managed to escape from an ordeal that would have most likely got her captured or killed. If it wasn't because of Lanzo, she knew there would have been no escape from her fate. While the horse sped through the path, the princess kept on looking backwards, hoping the young man was riding just right behind her. "He's… Not following us, Yvain. Should we turn back for him?" Yvain glanced back…
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The green powder quickly landed on Emery's face and made him cough. 'Was it poison?!' The reason Emery's thought automatically directed to poison was because the same thing had happened in the past. This once again emphasized the dangerousness of this cunning witch, as she truly had so many methods under her sleeve. This powder also somehow reminded Emery of the potion that made him, Lanzo, and the rest of the Misthire village fall unconscious last time. While Emery was wondering what this…
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