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Vos allowed himself to be pushed forward toward the others, but he still had a look of annoyance on his face. He was looking at the symbols, but mainly focusing on the wild runes. He could pick out some of the more simple loch runes, but the other side was easier. "It's no spell. The runes are...

Vos had been completely silent on their walk to the outpost. He was exhausted and did not have the energy to speak, only to walk. Even if he could talk, he did not know what he would say about the whole situation. He felt pretty useless about everything at this point. He had not the talent for...

Vos fighting instincts were ready as Hector spoke to him. He did not meet him in the eye, but he did not agree with him either. He was only two years younger than him. He wasn't some pup in the pack that needed to be scolded for everything. He was a squire just like the other two. To Vos, it...

Vos was still struggling to move at all, but by the time Montebank had arrived, he could at least move his arms. The liquid that he quickly drank was painful going down, like even the movement of his throat was adding to his exhaustion. When he finally finished the drink, he soon noticed that...

At first, he struggled to respond because of his sobbing. It took him a moment to get himself under control. He attempted to move and put himself in a more comfortable position, but he couldn't. Vos was just to exhausted to move. The young squire was not aware, but his body was instinctively...

Vos first let out a howl of triumph when he felt a large chunk of the demon's body give, thinking that he had finally done some damage. That feeling was quickly replaced by fear as he felt his body plummet to earth and he saw that the demon was still living. Their wasn't much Vos could do. He...

Vos would admit that he was not sensing the danger of the situation that the others seemed to focus on, but it wasn't because of any dumb or childish wonderment. It was just Vos and maybe his magical affinity was just understanding the situation differently. For example, the wolves that were...

Vos felt...powerful. He could feel the magical energy coursing through his body. Energy that was not his. It had a feeling of warmth, steady and protective. It kept the tentacles of this demon at bay. Somewhere in the back of his mind, the still human side of Vos knew it was Osuin's magic. The...

The magic he was using had taken away any of Vos's quick wit and intelligence, leaving him to really on animal instinct. His eyes had locked onto the original arrow that still sprouted on the demon's form. The soft glow indicated a potentially useful tool. It annoyed him that this creature was...

Holy hell it was like those weird little dolls that had smaller versions of themselves inside...Except for the opposite. Every moment he thought he had found the big one to deal with and then an even bigger and more important-looking wolf would show up. At first, he had been mad at himself for...

Vos was grinning in excitement at their hard-fought victory. The battle had been intense and fast-paced, more than once he had thought he was about to die. Not only had he survived but he had played a big role in the victory. The others were not going to believe this when he got back. He...

This might only be for those who are good with cards, which Vos was one of them, but shuffling around a deck takes a lot of focus. Now imagine, Vos was essentially doing that, but with like four or five decks. He had to pay attention to the images, where they moved, where the demon was...

The petrification poultice...where was that again? Vos had been paying attention, he promised, but that was a whole month ago. He did a lot of things in a month. Still, his lack of academic retention did not prove to be a problem. Hector and Oskar's warnings had led him to focus more and he was...

Vos did not have too much time to continue his quips. It was taking all of his focus to dodge the attacks being sent by the demon. In the corner of his eye, he could see Selene doing something with her blood, which normally would have left Vos uneasy, but he trusted the Knight-Captain. That...