Novel & Cerita Best Bows In Oblivion

I clenched the hem of my clothes, my palms slick with sweat. Just as my mind was racing and trying to figure out a way to get out of this predicament, a hand with its nails painted a garish shade of red suddenly reached over and snatched the glass of wine. "This wine is so expensive! It'd be a total waste to let her drink it!" Rachel glared at me viciously, the jealousy in her eyes practically spilling over. She acted as if what I was taking from her wasn't a glass of poisoned wine, but her most prized possession.

That wasn’t dependent on him. That was just damage. Clean. Direct. His mind immediately jumped to bosses, to anything that dragged fights out longer than they should. “That’s going to be ridiculous.” The passives followed, settling more than surprising. The bow would grow with him. No replacement later. No drop-off. The Luna arrows were stable, consistent, sharper than what he had before. And then— Soulbound. It couldn’t be dropped. Couldn’t be traded. Couldn’t be taken. “Good.”

They trusted her mind completely. Forty heavy black iron bows bent at once, the strings humming with an immense, lethal tension. "Release!" Vivian roared. A wall of forty steel-tipped arrows flew into the violent, howling wind. For a fraction of a second, it looked like the arrows were going to be thrown completely off course by the chaotic gusts. But then, exactly as Vivian had calculated, the violent crosswind caught the shafts, spinning them through the natural air vortex and slamming them with terrifying, pinpoint precision directly into the dense center of the advancing Voss pack vanguard below.

"What can I get for a hundred points?" A bright blue menu burst into my vision. Tactical Knife: 20 Points. Iron Spear: 45 Points. 9mm Pistol (No Ammo): 80 Points. Light Crossbow (10 Bolts): 100 Points. “The crossbow,” I said instantly. "Buy the crossbow! Give it to me now!" [Purchase confirmed. 100 System Points deducted. Light Crossbow added to inventory. Transferring to space.] A heavy weight materialized in my hands. The crossbow was matte black made of a cold, dense composite material that felt solid and perfectly balanced.

He already knows what is wrong but he still needs to confirm. He studied the young woman's wounds. There are scratches around her arms and legs. Probably from the dragging by her predators. Jones is a vampire but after years of practicing self-control, he managed to make his senses devoid of any scent. If his guess was true, then this woman's blood wouldn't affect him no matter how addictive her blood is.

Curiosity shot through her when she took all of the options in. “We have wolfsbane, liquid silver, silver whips, silver bindings. This one is my favorite binding because it has wolfsbane and silver coating the grooves. It digs into the area and gets even tighter with each attempt to move. The last canister is my patented spray. It’s the shifter equivalent of mace.” Brynn grabbed a little bit of it all and placed it in a box. The blades were put in there too. My mate ran her hands along my chest while she looked at me as if I was her own personal god. She surely was my own personal goddess, so it was certainly mutual.

he warned as he placed his hand on a lever. I froze in place, fear making my stomach drop. Damion stood next to a foreboding weapon. It looked like a giant crossbow, but instead of being armed with a single or even two shots, a line of at least twenty bolts ran down the riser of the bow. At its side, it was equipped with a belt of hundreds of silver arrows. "One twist of this lever and you can kiss your pathetic mongrel pack goodbye," Damion said triumphantly with an evil smirk that made my blood boil.

It was really satisfying for them, knowing that all of them have improved their personalities during their test. Luna's wooden bow was remade with silver metal covers and beads of white crystal. The arrows had the power to turn an enemy's body into a stone once the tip touched the enemy's skin. Maison's axe turned into an axe made of silver with three claw-like gold blades in between its toe and heel. There was also a golden cover at the center of its handle, and there were some abstract designs embossed on it.

Vital Orange who had been absent all this while appeared next to Mane and Lam and explained. “It is said that Red Marshall’s bow was made using the finest of minerals, and was refined with the most delicate of techniques to make it as flexible as it is strong,” Black Hand was also here. As he spoke, Mane and Lam’s eyes glowed as they wished for powerful weapons of their own.

"That's really cool- have you ever considered huntin'? I've always wanted to go. Is yer bow really that strong you can shoot a flag into the trunk of a tree with it?" "Yes, actually I have! I thought about askin' you if you wanted to get yer license with me- and indeed it is that sturdy. It's made from a yew branch, and yew wood is the hardest, yet most flexible, of the soft evergreen woods. Native Americans considered it, along with willow to be the best woods to use for bows and it's still used in the production of many bows today. My bow is as lethal as any other, and the string just as taut. I shot down a squirrel with it once."