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Magic Stings

Alder Henshaw is a mercenary who makes a living unravelling magical mysteries. She has encountered a lot of problems during her profession as a mercenary; hired to retrieve a set of stolen charts for the Clan of shapeshifters, plunged into a battle between two gods hoping for rebirth and so on. But when her Guardian was killed, her quest for justice pulls her into power guzzle between sects of Minnesota's Magic Circles. Pressured by both sides to unravel the killer, Alder realizes she's way out of her league, but she wouldn't want it any other way.

Perpwritz · Fantasy
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42 Chs

Bloodsucker

I lunged. It didn't expect me to attack, and I delivered a clean kick to its shoulder. It was like kicking a marble column. I heard the bone crunch and hammered two quick thrusts to its neck. The creature swept at me, tearing at my clothes, in a whirlwind of teeth and claws.

I parried the best I could. No sound issued from the monster's mouth. A claw raked at me. A hot whip of pain stung my ribs and my stomach. The fangs snapped an inch from my face. I jerked back, expecting the horrid maw to engulf me, but the vamp let go and took a step backward.

A set of new vampire arms was growing from its back. It spun, flailing, and I saw Pulisic's vampire clinging to its neck.

The bloodsucker rode the monster's back, clawing at the massive neck. The creature tore at the arms and reared. Derek clutched its hind legs. The vamp kicked, but Derek clung to him. I took a running start and hammered a kick into the vampire's ruined chest.