Novel & Cerita Ahri Tail

And a column of light surged upward like a spear driving through the heavens. When the blinding glare finally receded, Kael staggered forward— —and saw Aria standing. Alone. Her hair drifting as if underwater. Her eyes glowing with two different colors—moonlit silver and abyssal amethyst. A third eye burned on her forehead, wide open, staring without blinking. But worst of all… She wasn’t looking at him. She looked through him. Her voice came out layered—hers and something else, something older, deeper, wrong. “Kael…”

“And the trade roads. If they can’t resurrect Rowan’s court, they might be planning to choke the realm another way.” The fragile peace of the morning snapped. Aria’s stomach tightened. The tail was moving—and if they weren’t faster, more blood would spill before the sun set. Aria’s hand found Kael’s under the blanket, fingers lacing tight without thinking. She met Talia’s gaze. “Then,” she said, voice steady despite the chill that slipped down her spine, “we cut off the tail next.”

_Selene's POV_ Since I was a child, I always got everything I wanted. For years, I had lived with one certainty. No matter what happened, I would become Luna one day. Everyone in Silver Moon Pack knew it. I was beautiful, strong, respected and the daughter of an Alpha. Everything had always pointed toward the same future. Then Aria had been named Kael's mate. Even now, remembering that moment made something ugly twist inside my chest. I had spent years imagining my future beside him. Then suddenly my pathetic younger sister had nearly taken everything from me.

The fast and perfectly aimed dart shot through the smoke but Aria moved, asmall shift in the air, and the dart whizzed past harmlessly. Then she turned her head. And she saw us. “Shit,” Tyla breathed. Aria’s eyes glowed brighter, pure violet fury burning through the haze. Her hair floated around her like silk fire, silver-purple strands snapping with static. Then she moved fast, diving toward us. “Tyla, move!” I shouted. Tyla rolled aside just as Aria hit the ground where she’d been standing. The earth split open, cracks racing out like lightning. The impact threw debris into the air, and the shockwave hit my chest like a hammer.

They would chase one another through the underbrush, their figures weaving a tapestry of movement, and Aria, invigorated by their untamed spirit, reveled in the joy and freedom they embodied. In this delicate dance of friendship, she dedicated herself to learning their names and personalities. Akira, the strong gray male, radiated a protective nature, always vigilant, a quiet guardian watching over her. Luna, the sleek black female, was a bundle of playful energy, her exuberance often instigating wild chases, while Zephyr, a mischievous young gray male, was renowned for his daring escapades, darting off into the woods, exploring the boundaries of their territory with boundless curiosity.

It rages wildly piercing the mist. Altarria shifts her weapon back to a bow again. She takes two arrows and aims to her left. The mist is still covering the surroundings. She breathes in and tries to stand steadily. She charges her arrows and they glow in red. Red lightning emits from them. She changes her bow position to horizontal. She moves from the wall and releases the arrows.

"We won't have arithmetic classes unless you can't count or do basic calculations." "You just hate Math like I do, right?" Kiran scoffed. "Can't I ask you a question about the lecture? I might have missed some lessons here and there." Diel rolled his eyes. "Only if it's based on what we've talked about today." "Ahriah migrated to my world after she got rid of the Darkness," Kiran began. "Was she the Lahnthean Aria who returned to her world?" "No," Diel answered. "She was just the first Lahnthean Aria."

From the west gate, Kaelith entered. Her crimson armor shimmered with golden filigree, shaped like feathers and flame. Her long black hair trailed behind her, braided with embers. Her eyes, storm-grey and fierce, locked forward with focused calm. In one hand, she carried a flaming whip, coiled like a sleeping dragon. Her boots barely touched the ground as she walked—hovering slightly with each step.

“surrender or we will have to use your lives as collateral damage for our mission!” From the base a girl ambling towards them, every step she takes were heavy and the surrounding area instantly feels her presence. Major Adica stares at her and shout. “you! stop from there or we will shoot you!” the girls stare at them with bloodlust in her eyes. Her normal ponytail hair was combed unevenly, and redness from her eyes can be clearly seen. It was Bhlezy, her aura was denser than before and the 15 flying needles in her surrounding showing a cold aura as it shines from time to time.

Aria moves like a warrior, her magic moving and lashing out in a hypnotic culmination of control and fury. She puts herself in front of me as I shift into my human skin. “Sliver,” I grit out. “They're shooting with silver; we have to be careful.” “Shit,” she looks back over me for a moment, worry flaring in her eyes. Kade is by my side in an instant, looking over the wound. “I’m going in.” I lock my jaw as he reopens the wound and digs inside for the offending object. I focus on Aria, using the sight of her to fight back the blinding pain. Her eyes glow gold as she slices through an assembly of warriors and hunters with terrifying precision.