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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

The Elder smiled at Wolfe. "You know, since you've got the engine all sorted out, I think we can make a Cub-style puddle jumper in the next few hours with all the witch magic in this place. The rebels make them out of bamboo and cloth with motorcycle engines. I'm sure we can manage that easily enough.

The witches were intrigued by his explanation, and Ella cracked her fingers as if she was stretching out her spell-casting muscles.

"Just show me the pattern, and I can grow a bamboo frame in a matter of seconds." She informed the Elder.

The Elder picked up the pencil that was sitting on the plans and got to work drawing a crude line picture on the grid paper sitting on the tailgate of a truck.

"Alright, that's it. If every square is ten centimetres, that's your frame. Make this bulkhead out of something solid, and make sure the floor is strong. This is the diagram for the spars in the wings. Can you make that?" He asked.

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