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It had been hundreds of years since humanity and their Witch allies had been forced to retreat to the fortress cities after the disastrous war to eliminate the Magi Clans. 

Nuclear weapons had burned the skies, and Grand Magic pulled entire continents beneath the seas before the end, but the victory was secured, no Magi was left alive in their slowly recovering world. 

Or so they thought. 

Wolfe Noxus was born on the lower levels of a fortress city run by the Morgana Coven, raised under the glow of magical lights, with magic and technology entwined in every aspect of his life. 

But after his eighteenth birthday, when a get rich quick scheme led him to the forbidden ability to use the powers of the Magi, his whole life would change. 

The forbidden inheritance of the Magi was his. All he had to do was live long enough to embrace it.

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Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

Wolfe and Ella were subjected to a very long round of tearful "thank you" greetings once the healing was finished after what was supposed to be a short stopover, but which only ended without a celebratory feast because Wolfe explained that they had to go find the mundane army's airstrip in the mountains.

Thanks to the local scouts talking to neighbouring villages scouts, they said that they had the exact location marked on a stolen army topographical map, and Wolfe saw that he could take a River Valley all the way from here to five kilometres away from his destination.

The waters would be solidly frozen over at this time of year, and the bikes were light, so they could run straight up it in a way that the army units with their tanks and heavy trucks couldn't.

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