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360~ You Look Less Like A Corpse Now

Penulis: Ashveil
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-08-07 22:34:57

Zane's Point Of View

"I just need to rest for five minutes," I muttered, my head resting heavily against the crook of Ronan's neck as he carried me toward the archway. "Five minutes... then we can keep moving."

Ronan stopped dead in his tracks. His arms tightened around my back and knees, hard enough to compress my bruised ribs, and I felt the tremor of restrained fury running through his whole body.

"Are you out of your fucking mind?" he snapped, his voice dropping into that dark, dangerous
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    Zane's Point Of View "I just need to rest for five minutes," I muttered, my head resting heavily against the crook of Ronan's neck as he carried me toward the archway. "Five minutes... then we can keep moving." Ronan stopped dead in his tracks. His arms tightened around my back and knees, hard enough to compress my bruised ribs, and I felt the tremor of restrained fury running through his whole body. "Are you out of your fucking mind?" he snapped, his voice dropping into that dark, dangerous register he used when he was two seconds away from losing his temper. "Look at you, Zane! You're leaking blood from four different places, your ribs are shattered, and you can barely hold your head up! We're retreating back to the vanguard camp. Now." "Not with you looking at me like I'm made of glass," I rasped, forcing my eyes open to glare up at his jawline. "We came through that gate for one reason, Ronan. One. To stop the Dark Sigen from tearing the realms apart. And the only way we do th

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    Zane's Point Of View The cold steel was descending. I didn't need eyes to know it. I could feel the microscopic displacement of air right above my sternum, the faint, greasy shift of the Void-Iron mist as the blade came down for the kill shot. Every instinct in my body screamed to move, to run, to do anything but lie still, but instinct wasn't what had kept me alive this long. Discipline was. Daekanr's voice echoed somewhere in the back of my skull, patient and unyielding even now: ‘stillness is a weapon too, boy. Learn to wield it.’ I didn't move my chest. I didn't flinch. Every muscle in my body locked into place, screaming for release I refused to give it. Clop. His weight shifted onto his right heel. A quarter inch to the left. That was all I needed. I rolled… hard, fast, ignoring the violent scream of tearing flesh across my ribs, and slammed my shoulder straight into the back of his knee. "What!" CRACK. His knee joint buckled backward with a nasty, wet pop. The guy let o

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    Ronan's Point Of View I slammed both hands flat against the cold, invisible glass, my knuckles turning white against the faint purple ripples that flared up under my palm. The barrier hummed faintly, as if mocking the desperation pouring off me in waves. Every fiber in my body screamed at me to move, to act, to do something, but the wall held firm, indifferent to the panic clawing its way up my throat. "Dakar," I rasped, my breath fogging up the empty air right in front of my mouth. "Dakar, tell me you feel that. He's in there. I know he is." 'I feel him,' Dakar growled, his golden aura surging through my veins, hot and volatile. 'He's right on the other side of this goddamn rock, Ronan. The bond is faint as hell, but it's pulsing. He's alive. We need to get through this barrier. Now.' "Step back," I muttered, my jaw clenching until my teeth ached. I hauled my broadsword out of the mud, wrapped both hands around the leather hilt, and pulled every last drop of mana out of my core.

  • Broken by One, Desired by All    355~ I Know He's Alive

    Ronan's Point Of View The guy was practically shaking so hard his teeth were clicking together, staring up into my eyes like he was looking directly at an executioner. His fingers clawed uselessly at my leather boot, trying to push three hundred pounds of angry hybrid off his crushed chest.Sweat mixed with the grime on his face, carving pale tracks through the dirt, and I could smell the fear rolling off him in waves, thick and acrid, the kind that came right before a man's mind broke entirely. "I… I told you!" he gasped out, his voice cracking, spit and blood flecking the inside of his hood. "Lower labs! Under the old mining shafts! The east ridge entrance!" "The east ridge," I repeated, my voice deadly flat. "How many guards?" "A dozen! Maybe twenty!" he stammered, panic making his words stumble over each other. "Void-Iron gear, all of them! They're holding the perimeter while Vane finishes the extraction! You go there now, you're running straight into a meat grinder, Prince!"

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