Marx rushed forward with blinding speed, reaching out towards his friend. Scooping him up in his wings, he brought him safely down to the ground. Then, turning towards the machine, he screamed.
He needed this thing dead.
Magolor wouldn't wake up, no matter how hard Marx tried. So, he dragged Magolor all the way back to the Lor, and went out to look for those spheres himself. Maybe he'd be awake when he got back...
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The Story Of A Mage
FanfictionThis is a telling of Magolor's life, from start, to present. From where he was from, to his discovery of the Starcutter, to his rise to power, and his fight through hell. Also there's his story of how he met Marx. Quite a few chapters tell their tal...
