Avatar Hawky Romane & Geschichten

To sigh. " Finish her." With this being said, he turns around to leave when I scream from behind. Clenching my fists. " W...ho...a..re you!" The man's back stiffens and that's when he runs his fingers through his hair. To let the hood drop. “ Cerberus… they call me Cerberus . The barrier between life and death. And also the loyal servant of her, my Queen. Heratte…” “ The Goddess of Darkness.”

Pull the trigger or leave him barely alive to set an example for the people who were still looking for her. "How do you know me? I know you're like me, trained not to speak when held captive or tortured but if you know my name, then you know me, and you know why they called me Adolph's Shadow, don't you?" His Adam's Apple moved up and down as he gulped from the fear she inflicted with that sentence and those dreadful eyes. He could still feel the aftermath of the punch she landed below his chest before sending him sprawling on the floor. "As expected of the Hian Hoshi clan, to be able to produce such a fine gifted weapon as you must have made them proud and esteemed."

Two different person, but with the same face. @cycy

I'm flying and this is miraculous. As Tahr flies me through the clouds, a heavy ache settles between my shoulder blades and reminds me of the discomfort from the last time I jumped from the tower. It's not enough to ruin the moment, though. I bend over and press my finger against one of Tahr's scales. Very slowly, I spell out, in very large letters, a word. HAPPY Tahr sighs inside my head and I think he understands. I've never been so happy in my entire life. I hug his neck before writing again.

She was for the first time in our existence, truly happy and so was I. Codyn was breathtaking. His sandy blonde hair was a perfect contrast to his Dark brown eyes that switched to ebony when his wolf was in control. He was tall, incredibly taller than me at probably 6’3’’. Being a fairy descendant made me smaller in stature than most humans and wolves. I stood at barely over 5 foot and this made me come up to his chest. He was fit, his t shirt that he was now wearing since he ditched his general’s jacket in the woods was tight across his muscles and my wolf was howling every time he flexed.

She slammed her laptop onto a diagnostic terminal and rapidly spliced her cables into the Core's maintenance port. "I'm in the peripheral firewall!" Kara screamed, her fingers a blur. "But the ICE is adapting! It's trying to fry my motherboard!" The liquid-metal Avatar turned its featureless face toward Kara. It raised its arm, and the liquid metal flowed and reshaped itself, forming a long, wickedly sharp javelin of solid chrome. The Avatar drew its arm back to throw the javelin directly at Kara's cover. "Oh no you don't!" Leo roared. The giant hauled himself out of the shattered server rack. His LMG was jammed with ice, so he discarded it. He drew his heavy combat knife and charged the Ava

"Lucas, darling, don't be so cruel. I flew all the way from England just to see you." "I didn't ask you to," he replied without missing a beat. For a fleeting moment, Ava's face turned dark until she immediately shifted to yet another of her phony smiles. Her gaze turned back to me, slightly tilted. "Welcome to Hawke," she said. "Not that you should get comfortable." I raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And why is that?" Her smile deepened. "Because you're nothing but an unfortunate fleeting distraction." Lucas sighed. "Ava, five seconds. Get out now or security will have to escort you out."

So that was how his character (Arithia) started his new life in Astera. After they hear the explanation from Hikari about his character, they all understand and accepted it. So Hikari was thinking that everything that he needs to do is just creating a weapon for the character. Neu draws his character was holding a weapon, So Hikari does not need to draw a weapon for Neu's character. There was a weapon that Hikari take from the game that he said and there was a weapon design that he created by himself.

Author's POV Dylan swore at the sight before him, their attackers were already in their territory and many of his men lay dead on the floor. His eyes caught Ariana, wielding a sword alongside her sister Samantha, for a flitting moment, he remembered one occasion where she had to wield a sword, several years ago and on that fateful day, they had lost their son and until today, he hasn't been able to find him. Furious, he charged into the battle, teeth bared, and claws sharper than any sword, ripping out hearts and squashing them beneath his feet, he is the fastest of all werewolves and no one can match his speed, the only werewolf who has received a boon from the moon goddess and that way, he