Novel & Cerita Arcane Crows

It was a smidgen of Marcellus’ telepathic powers that we acquired now from Azabrahs. Suddenly, the flock of crows appeared out of nowhere and started to scavenge the corpses of the fallen soldiers. A scene that could be seen on Morterra Bridge was Hitchcockian and gut-wrenching. Crows were chomping cadavers. Their mushed and mutilated corpses, which were evidence of a bloodbath that happened here just moments ago, were quickly vanishing as crows were pecking at them with their greedy beaks. “No rest for the wicked Kandreah”, Malleteagan said and stood up.

I thought I could see someone stand on the bridge, but I wasn't sure. They had gone all out for the special occasion. The streets were incredibly clean, not to even mention the number of flowers they had decorating the shops and even the streetlights. It looked like we had straight-up walked into a magical fantasy land. "Welcome to Avian, girls." Gwen's voice sounded through our speakers. "As you can see, the streets are rather busy. It will take us some time to get to the castle." The streets only seemed to become more and more crowded as we got closer to the castle.

Armina's perspective: I stare into the sky in amazement as flames ignite, the air around us pushing it up into the sky like a tornado. As I watch I see them; hundreds of oversized crows; their bodies igniting as the sound they make is so high pitched all of us wolves are on the ground. The sound piercing our ears, I try to block it out, my intense hearing working against me as the sound feels so piercing I'm worried my ears are going to rupture.

He bit back its groan at the intensity. And yet, here they were, surrounded by their fellow warriors, forced to maintain a facade of professionalism. Glacy continued her report, detailing how the most recent event of how the Were-coyotes of Acrue City had been profiting from the Demmire turkeys; creatures native to the Tungsten wolves' forest. They were peculiar creatures, standing at five feet tall with iridescent feathers that shimmered in the sunlight. They weighed fifty pounds each, their meat prized for its unique flavor.

"Is this the end?" Kaelor stood up. He pulled me against him, his arms a familiar, solid weight. "No," he said. He pointed toward the edge of the porch. A single, black-eyed crow was sitting on the railing. It had three eyes. "It's just the beginning," the crow said. The baby kicked again. I looked at Kaelor. His eyes were gold. Mine were silver. In the distance, the first scream of a newborn child echoed across the field of eternal jasmine.

But, as if a switch had been flicked, the scene burst into chaos as howls began to echo off the wall of trees and building behind them until an evocative chorus rose up, becoming louder and louder. If anyone ever asked Lucas to explain what he had witnessed that night, he would admit he had no words for it. Where once human bodies lay wrestling with the throws of their first shift, were now wolves with their thick coats gleaming in the ethereal light of the moon. And in the middle of it all stood Hecate, her blue and gold eyes never leaving Lucas even as her friends crowded her with excited nuzzling and licks of affection. What are you, Chloe? Lucas found himself asking for what felt like th

Randy inspected our outfits. Erica, on the other hand, seemed intrigued. "Pretty trendy. How did I miss this brand's new line?" Solomon and I wore limited-edition fall gear from a well-known brand. She recognized it as she circled us. "We're not high schoolers," I said. "We're in college." "Which one?" "Arcane Academy." Randy glanced at Debra. "You've got some juniors here." She graduated from Arcane too, but beyond that, I didn't know much.

Night vision goggles covered her eyes, and a Bluetooth headset covered her ears. “How does it look from up there?” Warren asked. He and the remaining members of the Arcane Seekers trudged through the ankle-deep snow, spring may have come to Alberta, but Fort Vermillion didn't get the memo. Not that it matters with the town under siege by ravenous dog people called Adlets. Which brought the Scald Crow to a remote location. “We're clear. How are you doing?” air rushed against Therias microphone as she floated through the air. It didn't hide the worry in her voice.

Fortunately, he only experienced it for a moment before everything returned to normal, with the sound of a crow already perched on his shoulder, with the crow's eyes looking at him anxiously. From a long time ago, the Berthold family had a strong bond with the crows thanks to the grace of Morrigan's blood flowing within their bodies, attracting the crows to be by their side whenever they needed it. In his case, the crow realized his fear. The crow gave him a reassuring look, and in an instant, the fear he was experiencing just disappeared.