Black Eagle Zombie Slayer Arrows Novels & Stories

But- "Stop!" Anthony called out. He rose to his feet clutching his arm. "We're leaving!" Anthony growled. He had originally come here intending to kill Havoc himself or at least have the monster put down with poison arrows that were almost a family heirloom. The poison coating the arrows had been made by elves more then a thousand years ago. The poison never diminished and was one of the most efficient killers in the world.

Acting on pure instinct, Zephyra grabbed an arrow from her quiver, notched it, and drew it, ready to fire. A shifter came around the mass of dead animals with its nose to the ground. Its dark brown fur shone almost blue-black in the afternoon sun, accenting its massive, muscular build. This wasn’t the same shifter that chased off her tag a few days ago. Its dark eyes sparkled with golden flecks as it noticed her. An almost-human expression of surprise washed over it, and it paused in mid-step.

The militarys were shooting at the zombies, while some people also came out stabbing the zombies on their forehead. But the surprising thing is that most of the zombie were stabbed in the belly with a knife that has a symbol of Crown on it the same knife that was used to stab Juliet. Michael noticed this but did not feel concerned about it, they keep on shooting the zombies. Head of the family, Lab coach, Glad, Edmond, which is Fred son, Fred himself and Michael they loced themselves in a room.

Zephyr Khan frowned slightly and flashed over. With his agile body movements! In practically the blink of an eye, he arrived before a large tree. Zephyr Khan glanced around and found that there was a sharp arrow inserted beside the big tree. This sharp arrow was not made of steel. Instead, it was made from the bones of monstrous beasts. The sharp cold light from earlier was released from above, and it was filled with a ferocious glow! From this, it could be seen that the bone arrow on the ground was not as weak as he had imagined.

We were going to lead the initial core of the Malachious Army, and I left Alpha Cyrus to lead the largest group of shifters. "Arrows!" I heard the shouts as soon as we opened the gate, but we came prepared. I nodded at Calvel, and he gave the order to our archers standing at the wall to fire. Our arrowheads were all dipped in silver with a saffron-aconite blend. We wanted to make sure they were equally deadly to shifters and vampires. It took us fifteen minutes to take care of the first line of their archers. As soon as their arrows stopped flying, our army entered the wasteland.

I watch as they raise their bows and shoot right into our group of team members. Omega Lilith and Omega Connor go down and lay with arrows protruding from them, and their blood is spreading across the forest floor everywhere. They try to take them out, but quickly find that their strength is gone and that the arrows made with silver are poisoning them. I quickly dodge an arrow that shoots right near my head and then I rush to the nearest brush patch before seeing Ryder go down in a cloud of arrows and Eric ripping the throat out of one of the hunters.

His eyes fluttered. One of the men behind Aaron with yellow eyes drew his bow and fired two arrows with sharp silver heads towards them. “One.” Aaron’s lashes fluttered, and his eyes blazed a bloody red as he said the last word. He let go of her hand and turned around to back her up. He caught the arrow flying towards him with both hands and threw it back at two of the men who approached. They fell, and the rest of the four stormed towards them faster. Zera turned around and found three men approaching her, their eyes glowing blue.

He let go of the bowstring and let his arrows fly. WHOOSH. His arrows flew straight for the buff eagle. The buff eagle dodged his arrow and smirked, and as he changed his body direction another arrow came at him. “WHAT!” he exclaimed. He didn’t realize that Prince Brayden held two arrows in both his right hand. He mirages the both of them into one. The arrow was coming too fast. The buff eagle couldn’t dodge. He was pierce straight through the heart. He died at the foot of Prince Brayden’s feet.

The creature let out a guttural howl of pain, but it quickly regained its composure and retaliated with a powerful swipe of its enormous paw. Ethan, who had been helping Amelia with his own customized silver arrows, fired a shot directly at the werewolf's shoulder. The arrow pierced through the thick fur, eliciting a snarl of agony. Together, Amelia and Ethan fought with unwavering determination, their every movement synchronized in perfect harmony.

The chain was adjustable, allowing Aqua to wear the pendant at just the right length so that it rested over her heart. As she wore it, Aqua noticed the stone's clarity, reflecting her calm and balanced state of mind. Whenever she felt at peace, the pendant remained clear and pristine. However, when her emotions stirred, the pendant would change. A slight hue of blue appeared when she felt sadness, while a warm golden tone emerged during moments of happiness. If anger or fear took hold of her, the gemstone would darken, turning a deep, unsettling black.