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Genoa started off with the easy ones. The slow, the sluggish, the immobile. None of them had the ability to move out of the way. Most of the golems had the same weakness. While the sewn on demon bits had strength and durability, their human parts were just as weak as any other human. Their creator had learned a few tricks since the attack on Brakket. A good number of the golems had armored plates stapled onto the human body. One, Genoa noted as she stabbed another through the throat, had a shiny…-
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Abominations this, sacrifice for the people that. Does Brother Maynard never tire of hearing himself speak? Standing at attention while listening to speeches about the glory of a combat death in the service of fellow men was possibly one of the most tedious things Ali had ever experienced. Especially when, despite the necromancer being present, their primary goal was the hunting of one of their own. The rogue augur Nel Stirling would surely be comforted by the false sorrow projected by Brother…
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"This is it?" Zoe nodded along with Devon's words. She had to double-check the address to be certain, but this was the building. There were certain places that certain people tended to gravitate towards. A doctor might be found in a hospital or a well-to-do home. Police stations generally housed officers. If she were looking for a grave robber, Zoe would start at a cemetery at night. A brightly lit five-star hotel in the center of a moderately sized town was the last place she would have looked…
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"Stop," 'Shalise' said. She dug a hand into Juliana's shoulder and pressed her up against the wall. Six demons of varying size and shape ran past without a second glance in their direction. All hurried on down the corridor towards the crystal room. Just like the last three groups had. Prax held her for another few seconds, completely ignoring the metal flowing around his fingers. Juliana couldn't be entirely certain when that had happened. She only noticed that she had activated her ferrokinesis…
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Juliana groaned out. Fever heat had always bothered her. She hated the simultaneous inclination to both kick off her covers and gather them around her in a cushy pile. There was just no winning either way. The moment the covers were off, she'd be too cold. Gather them up and she'd be too hot. And someone had the brilliant idea to dump an extremely heavy, extremely hot blanket on top of her. Groaning again, Juliana reached out to shove the blanket off. The tips of her fingers found themselves…
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Zoe was not enjoying her assignment. It was new magic--new to her, at least. Exactly the kind of magic she liked getting her hands on. But it was all wrong. Zoe had always been a firm proponent of the idea that magic was inherently neutral. Magic that other mages might consider 'white' could be used for nefarious purposes while 'black' magic was just as suited towards helping people as it was to hurting people. Magic was a tool. Nothing more. What someone did with that tool was entirely up to…
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"Mother?" Shalise hissed, hoping she was being quiet enough that the demon couldn't hear. On the demon's side of things, she did nothing but stand there, ignoring the ongoing battle out in the open area of the room. She wore a polite, almost regal smile. Nowhere near as elegant as some she had seen on Ylva. It might pass as an imitation in the right lighting. Unfortunately, that smile did nothing to calm Shalise down. That wasn't the kind of smile one greeted a friend with. It was something to wear…
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You must get up. But the tiles were so cold. At some point in her thrashing, Shalise's shirt had come off. She couldn't bring herself to care. With her bare stomach pressed against the floor, the metal tiles could take the heat away. Get up, she thought in a masculine voice. Grunting in resignation, Shalise pushed herself up to a sitting position. "Oh," she said as she glanced down. Her shirt hadn't come off. Finger sized tears ran across her chest, centered around the black brand on her…
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Irene let out a sigh. Something she had been doing a lot of recently. There wasn't really any one thing that was making her sigh, just a lot of little things that all added up. First and foremost would be the knowledge that one of her professors was a demon. A demon that had attacked Juliana and Shalise. Thankfully, he wasn't around anymore. At least, no one had seen him since the 'incident' had happened. His class had been taken over by a substitute with no word on his return or permanent…
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Something jabbed Shalise's side between her ribs and her hips. Shalise jumped to her feet. That didn't last long. She teetered and wobbled at the sudden lack of blood in her head. She let out a light groan as she moved a hand to her forehead. "Sorry," said Juliana. "You weren't waking up." Shalise looked around as soon as the spots cleared from her eyes. The big winged demon still sat in his chains against the wall. Juliana sat against one wall. She looked like she was holding on to…
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