Arrow: Blood Rush 소설 & 이야기

More blood flows from above her, wetting the strand of her hair so she looks up and what she sees almost killed her from the inside. The man Rosa has come to love has an arrow protruding from his left chest. Making things worst, he collapsed in front of her and the room around her turns into chaos when vampires dressed in black are fighting everyone else there.

The system chimed softly. **EXP CONSUMED. 'ADRENALINE OVERDRIVE' INITIATED.** **COUNTDOWN: 20:00...** “Ronan, stop the bike!” Ara shouted. Ronan hit the brakes hard, skidding the dirt bike into a narrow alley near the shipping canal. He turned to look at her, confused. “What are you doing? We don’t have time to stop.” Ara climbed off the bike, her boots hitting the gravel. A strange burning energy surged through her veins, making her muscles twitch with power.

"You think I came for you, Volkan? You're just an obstacle. The prize is inside." Another arrow, aimed not at Alexander but at me. He dove, catching it with his shoulder, the tip burying itself in his flesh. He went down on one knee, and I saw his face for the first time—pale, sweating, his jaw tight with pain. "No," I breathed. "No, no, no—" I ran to him. Ignored his shout of protest, ignored the arrows still flying, ignored everything except the man bleeding silver poison on the floor. His thigh was a ruin, the arrow embedded deep, the flesh around it blackening. His shoulder was worse. The silver was spreading, I could see it crawling through his veins like liquid fire.

An Umbra child, nine years old, was dragged screaming by two mercenaries. Then— A knife slammed into one throat. A bullet tore through the other. Aria, masked in black, with a blood-slicked blade, stepped into the chaos. “Nobody takes another one of mine.” Behind her: six ex-Wraiths, armed to the teeth. Beside her: Roji, piloting a remote tank through fire and smoke. Above: Drones bearing a single flag. ☉ — The mark of resurrection. The sigil of vengeance. Bloodstorm had begun.

Crimson blood instantly burst out from Aria's mouth, her breath choked as Mayari continued to control her blood and let it flow out of her like a never ending vermilion fall. Because of the sudden outburst of the dragon's own blood, it took Aria by surprise and started weakening as she felt more gush out from her own veins. The tornado slowly fade away as Aria struggled to hold herself. The soldiers are immediately alarmed from the sudden turn of tables and quickly group themselves for further more instructions.

I gave him a somewhat sorry look and said, "I need to get this out and then you have to Shift to cure yourself. Because even though I may have hit him several times and drew blood, this was the first time I had ever struck an artery. Do it right away, he exhaled. I nodded and took hold of the arrow, my fingers turning a flaming red color as the blood oozed around them. I tugged while gritting my teeth. The arrow actually shot out more readily than I had anticipated, and the vigor I exerted made me feel weaker. Roland yelled in agony, and I shuddered at the sound of it. I advised him, "Shift, and you'll be all right. After dropping the arrow next to him, I got to my feet and looked back to se

Hunter was roaring viciously and they had shifted back to their human forms. Happiness twinkled in her eyes upon seeing Hunter punching Armando ruthlessly as blood splurts out of his mouth.

“Here it is!” Drave bursts in like a storm, his voice brimming with triumph as he holds a small vial in his hands, raising it like a trophy. “Aria's blood, ready to be used. Now, do your part… now,” he demands, the urgency in his words echoing through the space. His green eyes gleam with a dangerous light, a mix of anxiety and determination that makes it clear that every second counts.

“Your shoulder…..” He gritted his teeth as he ripped the arrow off his shoulder in one go, tossing it into the river almost immediately as his blood spluttered against the snow like acid. “Fuck” I cursed under my breath. “It's poisoned” I looked up at him, his eyes were intense. “Not stronger than me.” But I felt the connection. The strong pull. The bond between us. That intense feeling in my blood, growing like a heat, matching the rhythm of the blood on his arm.

I roared through the link. A blast of wind surged outward, hurling dozens of enemies to the dirt. Cheers erupted from our side, warriors rushing harder into the opening I carved. Aries’ wolf tore through the chaos, silver fur stained crimson, his howl rattling the trees. He glanced at me once before vanishing again into the clash. I steadied myself, but too late. Pain seared my shoulder again as an arrow buried deep this time. I staggered, gasping, and snapped my head toward the source.