Chapter 4: Casting A Spell
A few more months passed as Michael continued with his duties as a baby: doing nothing but sleeping all day […]
A few more months passed as Michael continued with his duties as a baby: doing nothing but sleeping all day […]
It’s been a few days since his birth, and all Michael did was lay in his crib all day long.
(What’s wrong with him? Why isn’t he crying?) Instead of hearing the sound of a newborn weeping as he left
“Is this it?” In the middle of a dark room, with only the lights of his PC reflecting onto his
Cassius relied on his night vision to steadily exit the cave, only to find that the people hadn’t run far.
“Cat’s Grace!” “Grease on my feet!” As the Bluefoot Drakesnake was preparing another lightning breath, Cassius cast several speed-enhancing spells
The monster moved slowly, its body writhing. The barbarian trapped within its coils had blood-filled limbs, bulging veins, and an
The rustling noises continued without pause, and in the dark cave, everyone was on edge. People instinctively quieted down, fearing
“Boss, we barely got out of this hellhole, do we really have to go back in?” The archer Krul stared
Late night, at the Baron’s residence. “Smack!” A pair of pale hands slammed heavily on the table. “Useless! You’re all