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The Disabled Mage at the Topaz Academy of Magikal Arts

Forever the shame of the magik academy. In a world where the supernatural flow of magik is as common as the air to breathe, she is talentless and hopelessly lacking in ability---that is until a Demon’s ancient text falls into her hands. With the aid of a strange group of friends, they venture out attempting to decipher its contents. Before they realize it, the world as they know it has begun to suffer from demonic assaults with death as the only release from the chaos. It’s a race against the clock and the sands of time are running out. Can they decipher the forbidden secrets in time or will they be doomed to join the immortal army of perdition in the afterlife?

SerafinaF · Fantasy
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213 Chs

Motley Mage Crew

It was around 11:30 am by the time I met Grandpa and his posse down in the garden restaurant located downstairs.

The staff led us to a table off to the side so we could have some peace and quiet. 

Today, he was accompanied by Abe and another gentleman I had yet to meet. 

He was tall and swarthy, with tight black curls hanging in ringlets down his back and shoulders.  His eyes were a warm brown and the planes of his face were sharp and distinguished.  His manners, impeccable. 

He wore a brown tweed jacket and dark pants.  On his feet were a pair of equipped canvas Vans, which meant he was a windsurfer just like the twins, although with their style of skating, they preferred the Converse high tops for the more risky air bending techniques. 

"So, this is the legendary Warrior Queen Nanael of the Freedom Fighters," the man said.