Necromancer: Summoner of the Dainty Hands

Chapter 4: Muscle Mom-


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A figure flew towards the boy and he waited because what else should he have done. Go on some perilous journey just to get a power up that may kill him? Or a safer route where he can grow without unwarranted disturbances because some old eldritch horror gave him power anyone can use?

It took thirty minutes.

"Beautiful." The boy said as he ran up to her and caressed her hands.

"Their ruff." He thought aloud as he looked at this toned dark woman's face. Her chin was pointed, her jaws as sharp as stone, her lips graced with a scar, her nose was poised like those anime wolf boys, her eyes were a glowing light brown and her hair, oh her hair a dull silver that matched her wild impression.

"Kid get off me." She said in a ruff tone as she pried the boy off her hands.

"I'm sorry ma'am." He said as he realized his obvious mistake.

"Mm, now where are you from child?" She asked.

"Hampton." He replied.

"From the west continental islands?" She asked with a raised brow.

"Yes ,ma'am." He answered.

"Pretty far and prosperous place, so why would you come to Honshire?" She asked with a surprised expressions.

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"Why? Well because of my necrotic affinity I am considered an enemy of the church of light. Which is very prominent there." He said while making air quotes when saying enemy.

"Ah yes. I guess the towers are a safe haven for all magicians of any affinity. You've told me the reason you left the west but not what your going to do here, after all there are no free meals in the world." She said wile crossing her toned arms. Mmm.

"I came hear to learn and contribute in anyway I can." He said with a bright smile.

"Sounds genuine child, I hope I don't have to kill you first thing tomorrow." She said while picking him up under her right arm.

"Ready?" She asks.

"For wha-" He managed to get out before screaming for dear life.

The muscled lady had kicked the ground with a mana enhanced foot and they were flying.

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Why did I structure the question like that, ugh. Vomit.

 

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