Blood Eagle Torture Novels & Stories

The Dark Wolverson Pack’s Gamma and forces will take him over at the airport. At least I unleashed my pent-up raw rage on him before strapping him up in auto restraints for transport. Broken bones, decapitated fingers, amputated legs, and using solar guns to fry selective body parts were included in the method of torture. As long as the High Council gets Ector alive, there is no harm in doing some damage to him.

I didn’t need to make it worse for myself. “One thing I’m proud of you for is this” Eagle placed his hand on the front of the machine on Sylvia “it’s nothing important yet, but this machine will give me what belongs to me.” Eagle moved his hand around to the back of the machine to make the spears dig in deeper; drilling as they went. Sylvia screamed out in agony and writhed, which made the hooks tear at her flesh. Whatever what was behind the panel was trying to dig its way inside her, making her twist in strange angles to try and escape the pain.

Whatever fate they'd met, they'd earned it. The torture chamber door hung off its hinges, and the smell of blood was overwhelming. I pushed inside, my Ghost Wolf vision cutting through the darkness like it was daylight. And there he was. Elias hung from silver chains attached to a blood-stained metal table, his body a canvas of fresh wounds and old scars. His head lolled forward, dark hair matted with blood and sweat. He was shirtless, and I could see the marks of systematic torture carved into his skin—burns, cuts, symbols that looked disturbingly like the ritual markings I'd seen in Kelly's research.

"Self enchant, Overload!" The Chief's brown hair turned white, and his muscles bulged. He exhaled the last time and punched the next eagle in the beak, destroying its skull in the process. Then he jumped high in the air to evade a Tunneling worm that dug from the ground. It bit the air a couple of times before digging again. The eagle didn't let the opportunity to pass, so It flew towards him with a sharp glow covering its beak, but all that it received was a punch on the face.

They did not hesitate to kick Oliver's tummy to stop him from struggling. "AAAKKHH, let go of me!" Oliver winced in pain, but the two members of the Golden Dragon continued to seize him and shove him into the bathtub. James' member, Daga Nero, also helped by holding Oliver. Earth comes after and pulls Oliver's pants off, forcing him to put on his underwear. James took his phone and recorded how his members tortured Oliver.

"Thousand Wolves Bloodthirsty!" In an instant, the mace rolled up a horrible tornado. In the tornado, the howl of wolves was earth-shattering and soul-stirring. Countless wolf shadows were rolling and jumping inside. Terrifying killing intent covered the sky and covered the earth, sweeping toward the people present. Flying Eagle and the others couldn't stand steadily at once. They staggered and were about to fall to the ground. "Damn it! We fell into his trap!" Head Dog came to his senses, and his eyes lit up. He pulled hard and tore open the long robe's chest, revealing his dark upper body.

The shocking energy of lightning emanated a terrifying might that caused one's heart to palpitate with fear just from looking at it. It was as if! Like the Infernal Skythunder Prison, there was no way to escape! "Tsk tsk tsk..." The Devil Eagle opened its sharp beak and fiercely stared at everyone. It laughed and said, "Foolish human juniors, this time, all of you are destined to die at my hands and become my food!" "What?Devil Eagle!"

There were many gasps of shock as Corbin revealed his plans for Elliot, but there was also just as many hushed murmurs as the other wolves here questioned what a Blood Eagle was and just what that entailed. The sounds of shuffling as wolves twisted and turned to each other gossiping reached my twitching ears from my position at the front of the confused and terrified group.

That's what I pictured for the wolves outside the trap to see. As I glanced at the sky holding this big bucket with my claws, I gradually shifted into a big eagle and flew high into the sky. When I found the center, I looked down on those stupid wolves again. They saw me but couldn't do anything. All they could throw at me was their annoying growls. It was too late for them to realize what I was about to do when I suddenly poured Alectrona's blood on them. They all growled, snarled, and whimpered. Some howled in frustration as they were drowned in the dark goddess's blood. "It stinks!" I heard them roar and shift. But when one of the wolves shifted, his eyes turned all white in an instant.

Then, he felt an irresistible force suddenly strike his abdomen. Blood spewed everywhere as Eagle Eye's body contorted into a grotesque position. His rear end thrusted backward while his head and lower limbs bent forward, embedding him into the concrete wall. "Got any last words you want to share?" Andrew asked casually. He straightened his suit that had been messed up during the fight as he looked at the bloodied Eagle Eye stuck in the wall, his insides practically spilling out. Eagle Eye's eyes were filled with panic. He opened his mouth, trying to beg, "P-Please… don't kill me! I've got a mom in her 80s… a wife… kids… I don't want to die, please—"