NOTHING LESS THAN THE WORLD
The would-be Archmage has slain nearly all the magic-users in the world, taking their power for himself. If he succeeds in killing the Lucky Seven’s own mage Stratocaster, the Archmage’s power will become absolute and plunge the world into darkness under his cruel reign.
But not if Mustang Sally and the rest of the Just Cause superheroes have anything to say about it.
OUT OF TIME
Only time will tell if Sally can run fast enough to escape the Archmage’s clutches, fast enough to outwit his evil plan, fast enough to save the world.
Genre: FICTION / Science Fiction / GeneralAs of 10/18/2014
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Book 2 of the Just Cause Universe series
“More sake, Wiru-san?”
Deep in thought, Will Kramer looked down at his clay mug, still half-full of the warm alcohol. Or half-empty, he thought. After all, I’m a pessimist. Nevertheless, he turned and smiled at his hostess, Kanayo Saito. She was petite, even for a Japanese woman, and had aged so gracefully that she didn’t look anywhere near her age of eighty. Only the deep wrinkles around her eyes and the skin of her hands gave any indication of her many decades of life. She was wrapped in a traditional kimono, delicate red with cherry blossoms printed on it. Her husband, a tall reedy man named Hotaka, sat at the low table and sipped from his own mug. He had two of his crickets out of their gilded cage and watched them frolic on a mat, if such a term as frolic could be applied to insects. Nevertheless, their shiny black carapaces almost glowed as they crawled back and forth across the tatami mat.
“No thank you, Kanayo-san, but it is very good sake.” Will bowed. His tall purple mohawk bobbed forward with the motion. In parahuman circles, he was called Stratocaster, the superhero from America’s Lucky Seven team. He played a brilliant white custom guitar made for him by the oldest, most-skilled craftsman at the Fender company. He endorsed their products and they allowed him to use Stratocaster as his super identity. His powers, diverse and mysterious, could only be accessed when he played his instrument. He called it magic, and others laughed, because everyone believed there was no such thing.
Only a few people knew the truth: magic was real, and he was part of the very small fraternity of wizards and witches who could bend the mystical power to their wills.
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by Daniel Josue Briceño
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