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Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon To see every member of the guild fighting side by side against the forces of evil was truly a sight to behold, and would go down in the history books as one of the greatest battles The Iron City had ever witnessed. The magic on display was second to none in its fervor and might. From Cronus’ great storm magic to Tiberius’ well renowned spells to Aureolus' resourceful hexes to Valerie’s spectacular dessert-based magic, nothing could stop the guild at this point. Tusk slammed the ground with his fists, causing lava to explode outwards beneath the constructs that Weaver ran through to charge himself up. He used this collected power to dive into a group of constructs and exploded, allowing some of the others to push forward. Razor and Mizuki were having a ball, with Mizuki slashing up countless constructs with a dance of fury from Grasscutter, followed up by Razor pummeling any stragglers. Quasar was going all out unleashing jets of pl...

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon           “My goodness, Deimos–John and Brandr can definitely play some excellent music,” Valerie commented as they made their way to the main hall of her castle. “Most certainly,” he replied with a laugh as he carried a box of food. “I’d expect no less from a pair of sailors. You should have heard some of the tunes The Privateer of Old whipped up back in the day to alleviate his boredom on the high seas. You wouldn’t have been wrong in thinking he was The Musician of Old instead.” Guinevere was about to comment on that as they entered the dining hall, but was interrupted by Edmund running up to a cake golem and bobbing his head at it. “Edmund, don’t!” she called out as she went to calm him, with Valerie and Deimos chuckling. “They're here to protect and take care of us,” she assured. Edmund seemed to heed those words, staring at the golem and giving one more head bob before going off to wander around...

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon                “Valentin, what is that?” Marcus questioned as the ground shook beneath the group, his calm and urgent demeanor hiding the sheer panic he was feeling. “A shadow titan…” The sky in front of everyone darkened at the eastern edge of the city. Slowly approaching was a giant as tall as a skyscraper, looking strong enough to easily topple one too. At roughly 50 meters tall, a thunderous cacophony of gears could be heard as great jets of steam and smoke erupted from its hulking body. The black and red chunks of metal that formed its vessel leaked chaotic bolts of lightning, and its malformed face bore a passing resemblance to that of Sebastian. Soul-crushing dread set in as everyone watched the soldiers fire everything that had at it to no avail. Thankfully combat helicopters were able to distract the colossus, but this would only last for so long. “A SHADOW TITAN?!” Marcus sho...