Journal

Evilra sees herself as a target of a, according to her, feeble and inferior spell. Certainly she will chain the spell to some other unfortunate wizard, but with a lot more of power, so she can show what a REAL spell is.

Calamity is done! A behemonster arrived in the city, and now it sits in the middle of the wreck it caused. The destructiveness of this giant beast is unthinkable and it will take years for the suvivors to rebuild their lifes. Of course they could get some magical help from the wizards, but they are busy enough summoning those dangerous beasts upon each other anyway!

Fumbledolphus was in one of his massive libraries when suddenly he is afflicted by an unscrupulous curse that makes any precious books and tomes he touches to come unbound and the pages to be torn to pieces, causing a massive loss of knowledge!

Even if you think it's true, you should never call Nyanko a chibi, pint-sized or ankle-biter, especially in front of her! This brave, but not very smart, wizard underestimated Nyanko and made fun of her size. After a quick and effective spell, the tables turned and now she is the one laughing at the small and harmless axolotl right where the mocking wizard was a few seconds ago.

Before entering the tenebrous forest, the adventurous but cautious wizard protected himself with a magical ward, preventing any harmful spell that might come his way. Unfortunately for him, Grurrr was around and he didn't even needed magic to defeat him.

Evilra opens up a bottle of Acid Rain Potion, a toxic magic phenomenon that can cause all sorts of misfortunes, even to the one using it! The noxious greenish yellowish mist rises from the flask up to the clouds, preparing a caustic storm to soon fall upon unsuspecting victims.

That means that soon, Master of the Wizards will be launched through Steam! Are you ready to party with your enemies… We mean… friends?

Xarg is afflicted with a curse that makes his breath smell like a bog and loses popularity among villagers of a small town. Even as a necromancer, he didn't expected his mouth to to exhale such fetid and foul odor… "The Necromancer's arrival was noticed from miles away… the stench of death and the rancid odor of his undead army gave the villagers some time to hide from the inevitable attack. For their surprise, he was alone…"

Some Wizards use their knowledge to expand their Influence, some Wizards play heavy metal music to giant audiences, other Wizards just randomly drop giant fireballs from the sky upon unsuspecting targets in hopes to be noticed. It works wonders, but only when there are survivors left... "Look! A falling star, make a wish!"