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The Final Hour RP
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Ayran took a deep breath, and looked at everyone in the room, then at Kendo and Scarlett. "Sorry, but may you two leave the room for a few minutes" He said smiling abit stiff.
Searching for any remnant of dark magic is something every dark mage can do, but leaving barely any traces is not.
Ayran searched around for awhile, but found nothing. Ayran opened his eyes and sighs, he's not sure if he should be happy that Lucinda's body is not in danger or frustrated that he couldn't find a single trace of that damn headmaster.
"And you won't find the headmaster if he doesn't want to be found. We'll see him tomorrow for the ranking challenge... take two." She gave him the barest hint of a smile, turned, and began the walk back to her dorm.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
He didn't believe that a mage could leave no trace of mana inside someone's body, especially someone like the headmaster. If he couldn't see it right now, it just meant that he hadn't searched far enough.
Ayran eyes shown gold with purple irises, the only proof that he was a dark mage, as incomprehensible languages spew out of Ayran's mouth rapidly.
Mana in the room suddenly fluctuated, in Ayran's eyes the room is filled with many bright golden light like stars in the night sky, signifying light mana. Light magic is especially clumped together around Lucinda's body since she is specializes in Light Magic, while dark purple-black was Ayran's dark magic. Now what he was looking for in the clusters of light magic in was a single spec of dark mana.
It wasn't long before he saw a small black dot in a inconspicuous spot in the very corner of Lucinda's brain, it was slowly eating away the Light mana from Lucinda!
If he didn't notice it, Ayran did not want to think about the consequences...
Immediately, he forced the dark mana over and absorbed it, letting his own dark mana dominate it.
Double checking that there is no more dark mana inside Lucinda's body, Ayran relaxes. With a sigh of relief, Ayran's glowing eyes became normal, he stood up wiped off the imaginary sweat from his forehead straighten his clothes, and left the infirmary quietly.
"Well, well. What do we have here?" She struggled to get away, but he snatched her chin. "Some snooping brat, it seems. You look just like your great-grandmother, Queen Kitsuma. Such a pity she refused to marry me."
"I don't know what you're talking about!" She cries.
"Liar!" He hisses. "You know exactly who you are, Princess. Oh how the tables have turned. Especially with the blood moon curse. It'll be so easy to control you..."
Princess? Me? No... No! I can't be the missing princess! "Let me go!"
He looks at her in the face. "No." And with that, he knocks her out with a bit of dark magic.
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~