Quotes About Magic

He looked at the animus-touched bracelets on his wrists again, itching to use them against Darkstalker. He wanted to throw a lightning bolt into the NightWing's grinning face.

Darkstalker spread his wings and paused. He leaned over to Vulture, tapped his head, and whispered something. Qibli's grandfather vanished again, as suddenly as he'd appeared.

and a small glass vial with an emerald-green liquid inside.

Besides, Clay knew Starflight, and Starflight was many things — annoying, long-winded, smart, too serious — but he had no magical powers and he was never, ever scary.

We are NOT calling it magical death spit!!" -Glory

How does she speak our language?" Cricket breathed. "Is it magic that we understand her? Is she a magic superpowered dragon like Clearsight? Oh my gosh, can you see the future?" "I can see a future," Tsunami answered. "One where it takes me the next three years to answer all your questions." "REALLY?" Cricket gasped.

But you can't kill Darkstalker,

Enchant this mirror to spy on whichever dragons I choose.

Our choices are what make us good or evil – what we do, how we help or hurt the world. You make the world a better place by being in it. With or without magic, that's always been true.

Darkstalker will know it, and we've

stop Darkstalker! And rescue Turtle!

OW! MOONFIRE AND STAR VOMIT!" Darkstalker shouted, clutching his face. "HEAL, by all the snakes!

Inside the hall, staring down at them: Darkstalker, wearing a crown made of twisted metal with sharp points.

Would anyone else like to make a dramatic confession?" Qibli asked. "Who else is hiding magic powers? Winter, anything we should know? A secret IceWing ability to kill dragons with a sneer?

a full-grown kitsune can often read minds, see the future, fly, possess people, and create illusions that mimic reality.

You have animus magic!

Tui T. Sutherland

We are NOT CALLING IT MAGICAL DEATH SPIT," Glory said.

I could fix them. I could do it right now … I could enchant that bandage so when she takes it off, she could see for the first time in her life.

and in a minute he had six will-o'-the-wisps floating in front of him, jostling and bumping each other as they tried to get his attention and look mysteriously mesmerizing at the same time. The effect was not terribly menacing.

Tui T. Sutherland

Would animus magic work on something bigger than a fox?

But come on," Foeslayer had said, rolling her eyes. "How can she call that a 'gift of vision'? Is there anything less visionary you could do with your powers? Don't listen to her, Arctic. It's your magic. Make something completely wonderful with it." "Yeah?" he'd said. "Like what?

Tui T. Sutherland