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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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Wolfe signalled to the incoming guards that he had the Prisoner, and they both laughed as they walked away, seeing the fate of becoming a play toy of a demon as much worse than simply being killed in combat.

She was still unconscious, so Wolfe tossed her over his shoulder and made his way to the next village that should be coming under attack. He was falling further behind the schedule, since the Witches were doing their best to attack at the same time, despite the objections of the monsters that they were mind controlling.

This village was not losing, though. They had executed a masterful ambush on the incoming force as they passed through a valley. There were spike walls at the far end that stopped the monsters long enough for the scouts to kill them from a distance, and the rest of their riflemen had opened fire on the Witches from the hills.

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