webnovel

Phoenix of Calamity

In a world overrun by supernatural creatures and magic, phoenixes are known to be 'extinct' creatures of a distant past that were commonly referred to as 'Creatures of Calamity' and yet, contrary to that belief, they were also known to be creatures of sublime peace and indomitable mental fortitude. Our main character, Arthur is one of two princes of the Phoenixes. Born into a race that must remain hidden, lest they risk losing their lives to their mortal enemies, the Dragons. As life in the castle becomes more 'suffocating', the prince sets his sights on something... interesting. Barthlorn School of the Supernatural: An elite academy meant to train only the best to fight the Dark Forces of the Supernatural. Hunters, Dragons, Shifters, Warlocks, Healers, Magic and so much more are to be found within the walls of the great School. With so much to learn and so little to lose by doing so, the prince seeks adventure within the walls of the Academy. Like all oblivious main characters, nothing prepares him for the adventures he will find at great school. Nothing prepares him for the strength of the bonds he creates there... and with those bonds comes the frailty of his race's most sacred secret. Revealing the existence of his kind could quite literally mean death for all phoenixes. ............................. PS. The cover photo is not mine.

kizitomayanja · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
322 Chs

Obsidian Shifter

Arthur gritted his teeth as he forged on. With his hands preoccupied with holding the injured Solaris Wyrm, his balance was drastically reduced and his weight doubled.

Staying high within the canopies was becoming harder and harder as time went on… But alas, he had a plan. He wasn't going to just give up now that things had gotten a bit tough.

No, Arthur had come too far to give up now…

His sensitive ears provided him with a one-mile radius of surprisingly detailed information, allowing him to properly pinpoint those that posed a threat to him.

Of course, the further he tried to reach out with his senses, the weaker his senses got and for that, the quality of the information he received suffered and got distorted.

In the end, he was limited to keeping his perception under the distance of a mile.

Wide-range surveillance was not a key advantage in this battle anyway, considering none of his enemies were archers.