Novels by Akiro Spencer

Passing by the large trunks of the trees that built the forest, Lyon suddenly felt a swift change in the wind's direction. Despite the trees that should’ve caused the winds to dance all around, it started to get pulled. As if one with the power to control the wind was forcibly pulling the wind towards him.“This power is-” He then heard strong loud and numerous footsteps about to pass a pathway a few meters in front of him, silently he hid behind one of the trunks. One with a bush beside it, kneeling on leg to the ground he peeked with his left eye as he saw a large number of knights marching off towards the location of Edward and Blida. With squinted eyes he glared at the knights trying to figure out their objective when he realized which army used such colors on armours. “Avaritian Knights? What are they doing here?” He mumbled to himself. The familiar magic he felt could only be used by one person only. Lyon swiftly ran through the forest having to jump and duck over natural ob

Days had passed by since the battle between Odagaia and Fenrir. The forest was left in a devastating state, trees were broken to pieces, a huge portion of the forest was burned to almost a crisp. Despite Gluttire being a large forest the damage done by Fenrir could not be hidden. The area where most people lived were luckily unaffected due to Odagaia pulling the battle away from all of them. But what stood in the middle of the forest baffled everyone the most. Sarracenia Purpurea, the world's second strongest plant magic a human is capable of using.It is a pot plant that would devour everything that falls inside its mouth, usually this magic was meant to be placed as a trap. It should simply be sitting quietly on the ground awaiting the enemy to walk past it. But due to the massive power and mana Fenrir had, Odagaia pulled it from the ground and raised it so that Fenrir's attack could not reach anyone.But no one was calm despite Fenrir being sealed inside the plant, as Odagaia coul

Odagaia let out a sigh of disbelief."I knew that would be your answer” She replied in a cold manner. With a snap of her fingers the ground Fenrir was standing shook violently, Vines as thick as trees sprung from the ground it looked like snakes as it pointed itself towards the wolf. Odagaia raised her arm with an open palm, she slowly swung it downwards like a commander initiating an order.The vines moved swiftly as they struck Fenrir, but the vines were too thick and heavy, thus its speed decreased. “Too slow!” Fenrir declared.He smirked before swinging his hands, his claws easily minced the vines that were about to pierce him. But he could not move forward, the vines kept attacking. One after another came rushing towards him with the intent of piercing his heart.Fenrir was the only one who could morph from a large wolf to a human which gave him an upper hand when fighting others from the past. But unlike them Odagaia was prepared when the time came that Fenrir would suddenly

Stomps echoed from the distance. Dust could be seen building up from the highest tower of the Avaritian Palace. An army had just marched past their border bearing a triangular red flag along with gold and red armours. The sound of a war horn echoed from the army. Rows of numerous knights lined up outside of the Avaritias walls with swords and spears along with shields and magic, the Avaritian Knights stood with confidence. Knowing the landscape was their biggest asset against those who would invade them. But their current enemies weren’t any other. What they were facing was an Empire which shook fear to anyone who dared to say its name with ill intent. The Superbian Empire rather known as the ‘Paradise of Flames’ The marching army had suddenly halted a kilometer away from where the Avaritian Knights stood. Standing on the second row of the Avaritian knights was Arthur, eyes filled with eagerness to defeat the most powerful army in the continent they stood at. Wind blew from the s

Before the treaty to stop the war was signed, the Superbian Empire was considered as the most powerful kingdom. Their flames could reach heats that were similar to the earth’s core, but were never displayed in battle. Rumor has it that the former queen was capable of producing flames that were as hot as the sun and would last for eternity.But despite no proof being displayed to the public there was a creature who knew the true strength of fire magic. Someone who saw how it burned down kingdoms from the past.Fenrir was a living proof of how much power fire magic could produce.“Your flames would never burn me. It’s weak Aschere. You are Weak!” The wolf boasted.“Unlike your

“I’ll choose the vial…” Edward spoke with a courageous voice.Laughter came out of Gul’s mouth as she handed him the vial with black liquid.“A choice is a choice. There are no take backs. Feed me with entertainment——”She snapped her fingers. The place started to shake, plants, fruits, and the trees that surrounded them started withering simultaneously. Edward watched as the fountain collapsed, its water turning pitch black like the liquid in the vial. The area had changed into an arena meant for gladiators.“Now then. Drink the liquid and face your opponent. If you lose then your existence would be swapped with your opponent. If you win then you wi