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The Hunter's Mark

Three thousand years ago. The seven most powerful magicians in the world, The Sacred Virtues, sealed the evil Four Horsemen by using the magic power of sixteen people. Three thousand years later. Humans continue to choose sixteen people who will sacrifice their magic to keep the evil sealed. Malcom is one of these ‘lucky’ people as soon as he was born. Because of being chosen as the bearer of the Mark, Malcom could only use a part of his magic. How could he then live normally when everything in the world requires magic to function? He was considered weak, thus became a social outcast. Tired of being mistreated and humiliated, Malcom fights to prove his true worth. But things get even more complicated when fanatical Horsemen worshiping fans begin kidnapping the Marked people like him… *** Author's Note: 3 chapters or more every Friday 100 Power Stones = +1 Extra ch/week 300 Power Stones = +2 Extra ch/week 700 Power Stones = +4 Extra ch/week 1000 Power Stones = +7 Extra ch/week Extra chapters will be published at the end of each week based on the power stones earned that week. Want to sponsor an extra chapter? Send a gift of 1000 coins and you will also get a shout out. Thank you!

slevink · Fantasie
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234 Chs

Battle in the Library (1)

Jonathan felt the current running through his body. He was unable to see a powerful lightning bolt that Clare was condensing in her hand, intending to scorch his eyes. 

Just then, Jonathan felt a numbing pain that made him cry out unexpectedly. His body trembled as he continued screaming. 

When the young woman released him, Jonathan fell to his knees. He tried to see around him, but that was impossible. 

He tried to move things, but without his eyes, that action was useless. 

"No! No! What did you do to me?! You witch!" Jonathan yelled as his hands touched his now bleeding eyes. 

Clare was bleeding heavily as well and did not want to bother responding to him. 

She took a deep breath. Clare shook her head to remove the dizziness that she was feeling due to the heavy blood loss. 

Since she did not know how long she could keep standing, Clare needed to deal with the still yelling man in front of her.