Novel & Cerita Bleach 1st Division

"M_My p_purse is there..." I said, I can't lose it. I have my all important cards and medicines in that. "Ace will get it..." He answered taking out the white box. It must be a first aid kit. He cleaned my injury with cotton ball and tamed it with ointment. I couldn't help but look at him with admiration. I am confused about the emotions I am seeing in his eyes and on his face. He is probably the first person who is taking care of my wounds like this.

I blushed. “I noticed that. I'm so disgusted and sleep deprived.” He stands up and walks to the kitchen. Muzi glance my way a bit before focusing on his phone. Bangizwe descend the stairs looking like himself. He's wearing a military suit. If you know it then you know what I'm speaking about it. It's not macamourflage or anything. It's in the way it's designed. My dad had such suits. Bangizwe has such a way of making them look so good. “Ready to leave?” I stand up.

He remembered her words and without any thought, he darted out of the roots of the tree. Alex watched in calm as Weaver opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted when the motion of a red blur shot out from underneath the slightly uprooted roots of a tree. Weaver was about to give chase but was stopped by Alex, who gently bit down on his tail. "Do not give chase." Alex said firmly and Weaver pulled his ears to his head but nodded while looking into the direction the red blur had run in.

Blood in the Keep The air fractured into shards of motion and light. One heartbeat the Keep stood solid and still—ancient stones, flickering torches, whispers of old power—and the next, it was chaos incarnate. The first of the Shadow Division emerged from the darkness like wraiths, their movements too fast, too silent. Each one was draped in armor that seemed to drink the light around them, their faces obscured behind glassy masks. I couldn’t sense their heartbeats. That was the worst part—they moved like ghosts, soundless, scentless.