Ao No Exorcist Shura Kirigakure นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It was as if they all had moved to a dark room and her eyes which stared into your soul was the only light so all you could do is stare back. Ayame exhales. “Aka Manto… Amanojaku… Gashadokuro… Jorogumo… Jubokko, Kappa, Kuchisake Onna, Kyokotsu, Nure Onna, Yuki Onna, Obariyon, Onihitokuchi, Shuten Doji, Tamamo-no-Mae, Yamauba, Sutoku Tenno… If its none of then then nod to this… Obake, Tengu, Tsukumogami, Kinataro, Rokurokubi, Yurei. None of these either huh… Then was it a Zashiki- warashi? Or a Tanuki. Don’t tell me perhaps a Ningyo or Amabie or an Iiju or a Kirin…. I’m getting exhausted now. I can’t find an answer…” says Ayame and starts chewing on her finger nails as her eyes started to get

Dilo growled, looking down at Rex’s pale face, concern written across her features. “He is unconscious,” the physiker scoffed, looking back to Rex. “His body is absorbing the magic I weave in, but it is not reacting the way it usually does. I am out of ideas.” “I have one,” Kiri said, “It is more unconventional, and will only aid his natural ability to fight this off, but I am confident it will help.”

She guardeth the Abyss. And in her is a perfect purity of that which is above, yet she is sent as the Redeemer to them that are below. For there is no other way into the Supernal mystery but through her and the Beast on which she rideth. - Magick Without Tears * * * * “You’ve found Kanzaki’s rat-hole?” Riou asked at the other end of the line, as Yuri informed him of all that they had found out so far. The four teens and one adult were currently at Shibuya, taking a short break.

The asshole starts kicking Duron in the ribs, face, throat, and legs wherever he can make contact. I am livid and about to beat the sh*t out of this imposter when Kira grabs my attention. Her face fills with shock as her eyes fog over, signaling a mental link. She looks at me and my brothers then covers her mouth when her eyes land on Duron. He is now unconscious, and the guy is still kicking. I hear a growl rip through the cell and look to the source, Cyrus.

Like they were being controlled by her, being called forth by her. A wild storm raged above us with lightening striking the ground and thunder rattling the very air around us. The static from the storm combined with the electricity from Jenevive caused tiny balls of light to begin racing through the room. The tension had boiled to the point of exploding, which it did out of her mouth. She let out an echoing blood curling scream that bounced off the wall and swirled around and around. If I had thought the Soul Eater's scream was high pitched and ear splitting it was nothing compared to Jenevive's.