Novel & Cerita 4 Cut Hero

She picked up the said deadly weapon in her hands and attacked the intruder, "DIE IN THE NAME OF THE HOLY POWER OF THE FRYING PAN" accompanied the war cry. The person swiftly turned his figure silhouetted against the light streaming from the refrigerator. His because Eira's mind registered the fact that it was a male from the build. The person tried to take on the holy power of the frying pan that Eira had now slapped onto his face. Smack. The momentum of it had him slamming against the refrigerator door. Eira again tried to attack the person but a hand flashed out in the darkness taking hold of her hand firmly

Abyan's voice distracted the four men. Abyan saw the older man immediately step aside and move away from the three burly men with a look far from kind. "I want to be a hero, man!" "Not a hero. I'm just giving you guys a face. The body of a burly criminal looks only brave on an old man alone." clicks Abyan. He was not a man who would pass by after seeing the injustice before him. It didn't take long. Abyan and his three opponents were involved in a fight that was far from balanced.

Merrick muttered, his voice low only for Hero, but Ophelia heard it. “I’ve never felt better,” Hero said, stretching his arms over his head. Laura’s power healed the broken rips and wounds on his abdomen. He could feel the phantom of the pain where his shoulder dislocated, earlier a boulder fell from a collapsing house shattering his bones. Laura undid the damage with her healing powers.

Ultimately, he sighed in exasperation before shaving my hair off and giving me a buzz cut. When I got home, Scarlet was nearly shocked to see that all my hair was gone. "Vi! What did you do to your hair? Why is it now a buzz cut?" "It's more convenient that way," I said. The comments suddenly popped up on the screen. "As expected of the main character's sister. She's a step ahead of everyone else." "Exactly! Who would want to waste precious water to wash hair instead of drinking it?" "Everyone's going to get a buzz cut next time, regardless of their gender!"

“Simple healing. The wound was shallow so I did it without realizing.” I clenched my jaw and lowered my hand. Of course I could heal now. What else was new? “It healed,” I said. “But I swear she cut me—” “No, newcomer. I know bullshit when I smell it.” Rowan checked Beth over one last time, his expression crumpling when he saw the tears in her eyes. He pulled her close and turned to me. “After this, I’ll never allow myself to be your mate. I should reject you right now.”

I got a few cuts, but it was nothing to the bleeding I felt in my chest. He had taken everything from me. My body had already grown a defense mechanism for his cuts. And as he consistently aimed for me, he let down his shield. I wasted no time in slicing my sword once more, cutting a strong spot on his arm. His blood spilled to the ground and a grin appeared on my face as I watched him limp towards me. He was a strong fighter, I gave him that, but I had the advantage of speed and age. I sizzled before him and sliced through his thigh.

ZARA POV "Are we now giving each other nicknames? Chief wound-healing cutie?" Hero asked, his voice laced with a playful tone that sent a little shiver down my spine. The widest smile I had ever seen on his face stretched across his features, making him look almost boyish. It was a smile that lit up his whole face, and for a moment, I found myself lost in it.

I'm not even trying. "Hero time can make me the strongest, but the downside is huge... I have to defeat you now." My ears trembled. "What kind of downside? With this power you will crush me, I have no way out, aren't you being a little too careful?" "No, right now I can only use it for a maximum of 5 minutes, and after that I... Well whatever!" Are you done talking?" "… Yes, my apologies and… Thank you." Hope grabbed his sword and lunged at me, shooting through the air like a bullet. Hero Time had boosted his techniques, so Acceleration had become terribly deadly. He swung his sword as soon as I came within range, not noticing my sinister smile until the very last moment.