Novel & Cerita Auron From Final Fantasy X

I whimpered. Master's friends were the group that was attacked back in the woods. His grip on me tightened. "And then, Xanthe met Kielton and Loki!" I beamed at him, to remove the awful tension in the air. He smiled at me warmly before pulling me even more closer to his chest. "That you did, my love."

His power crackled through his fingertips in soft waves, not the explosive surges from the first day. Selene observed closely. “Good. Your aura is stable,” she said. Aleron inhaled, lifting both hands as a ribbon of white energy coiled through the air like a comet tail. He held it suspended steady, unwavering, controlled. Ronan crossed his arms, smirking. “Show off.” Aleron almost lost concentration as he choked back a laugh. “You wish.” “Focus, Aleron,” Aria said with a firm but gentle tone.

I brushed past her before she could answer, heading toward the gathering hall. The double doors opened into a sea of Alphas and Lunas, their scents mingling in a heavy cloud. The music was low, the chatter soft. Every head turned when I entered, some with curiosity, some with judgment. And then Xavier was there. He stepped out of the crowd like a shadow and crossed to me without a word. His hand slid around my waist, pulling me gently but firmly to his side. “Luna,” he murmured low enough for only me to hear. “You’re late. One would expect the Luna and the Host to be one of the first attempts, if not the first at all.”

His snow-white locks floated around him, weightless. Unlike Atlas, he was lean, his presence carrying an unmistakable regal aura. He stepped forward, jet-black eyes locking onto Zen with a gaze heavy with mysterious intent. A flicker of cold dread crossed Zen's features upon seeing him. "Aurileus," he whispered, his composure faltering. Aurileus responded with a ball of fire, hurling it toward him. The force lifted Zen off the ground, suspending him midair for a second before slamming him back onto the floor with a thunderous thud. The ground vibrated with the impact. Zen groaned in pain.

According to what I heard, he is a Dragon Prince and heir to the throne. I watched as he changed; the golden light surrounded him, lighting up the whole gym. When it died down, standing in his place was a dragon. He faced the voidhollow that was already recovered from the attack. The voidhollow ignored him and tried to come after me. But Auren was quick; his large wings covered me, preventing the voidhollow from coming closer. He opened his mouth and lit the monster on fire. The voidhollow shrieked loudly just as the other one had done when that fire came out of my body that same afternoon. Auren didn’t stop until there was no sound. I guess they have to be burnt to a crisp.

This is truly the end for me, I am sorry my mate but I will not be able to grow old with you my love, I resign myself to my fate as I sense him approach me, I am bleeding much too much for Hunter to heal us ‘it was an honour human’ I chuckle gravely ‘ the honour was all mine Hunt’ BOOM! A massive light explosion with a force so strong it pushes me and I fall back, I hear the enemy leader scream as his voice grows further and further away, there is a heat in the atmosphere and light a train, it hits me, her scent hits me and my eyes fly open.

Unable to detain myself, I smashed my fist against his jaw. “How could you, Arion? He was your fucking brother, and she was my mate!” Arion had landed on the ground a second after I hit him. His head was turned away as he looked down at the sand, spitting out blood. He didn’t move from his spot but instead started laughing. “I guess there is no sense denying it now. Without the Dragon Stone, she is useless.” Arion slowly rose to his feet. Not wanting him to have the last laugh, I dug into my pocket and pulled out the Azurite Dragon Stone. “You mean this Stone?”

Even I found myself looking up. The first person to enter was Alpha Victor. He was tall and broad-shouldered. Power seemed to radiate from him with every step. Beside him walked Luna Evelyn. She was elegant and graceful. She was wearing a dark blue gown that seemed to shimmer beneath the ballroom lights. Several warriors followed behind them. Then another figure stepped through the doorway. The future Alpha; Kael Voronov. The room seemed to freeze. I had heard stories about him for years. Every werewolf had. He was supposed to be strong, ruthless and fearless.

Aurora finished her 10 kilos under those curious gazes. When she got off the tracks, her face was red and covered in hot sweats. She pulled her shirt up and used the corner to wipe her forehead. “Gamma Aurora!” A youthful voice came behind her back. “Do you want any water?” Aurora turned and found a soldier from Ever Moon Pack standing behind her back. He was a young man at around 18 years old. He had a pretty face of an angel with light golden hair and almond brown eyes. He must feel hot after his morning exercise, so he had taken his shirt off.

Arion (panting): "They took the upper throne. But you said… you said there was a deeper fire." Hooded Figure (voice like cracking coal): "There is. But it requires something… purer." Arion (offering the crown): "Take it. Just make me stronger than him." Hooded Figure: "You were the spare. You will be… the remnant." A black circle ignites around Arion's feet. He screams—but does not run. The vault trembling, stone cracking, the Crown Wolf leaping onto Xavier's back as flame wings form across his shoulders.