Novel & Cerita Blood Wings Military

A strap tied his thick curls back, and he had secured an ancient-looking blade to his back. He was lethal. And as she watched his claws sink into the flesh of Alpha Kai's neck, she had never been more grateful. "She. Is. Mine." Evander snarled, his eyes shining yellow. A tarp now covered the shattered windows of the office, and someone had cleaned up most of the evidence of yesterday's saga. But as a fresh crack in the plaster appeared under Alpha Kai's body, a wave of guilt passed over Sapphira, and as Alpha Kai started to make a gurgling sound, her fingers found Evander's arm.

She was surrounded by two hefty soldiers, I knew I had to act fast. One of the soldiers stepped closer to mama, “You don beat our guy na, you go pay for am” Mama took gradual frightful steps backwards while the other soldier started off the opposite direction, they were getting mama cornered as hyenas does to its prey. “Drop am” yelled the soldier stepping closer to mama with greedy eyes. Mama swung while he ducked backyards, the other soldier released his bullet as it pierced through mama’s legs. She yelped in pain and fell. She could fight no more, she could not defend us anymore.

The Blood-Rain was not a metaphor. It was a physical corruption, a heavy, metallic downpour that stained the world a deep, visceral crimson. As the ten thousand newly awakened Hallowed warriors marched out of the Silver Mines, the sky seemed to be hemorrhaging. Each drop that landed on the skin felt like a needle-prick of sorrow, a cold, cloying reminder of the lives Selene had sacrificed to fuel her ascension.

She closed her eyes and opened them as her golden inverted pupils glowed like golden embers that are ready to burst like fireworks in the deep dark sky. A golden red glow started to emit from her entire body, and the blood in the ground, flowers, trees and leaves suddenly started to float and form streams of small rivers up in the air. The sudden appearance of such a strange scene stiffened the soldiers from both sides. The royal guards and death soldiers from the Royal Ark clan suddenly felt a shift in the air, and the appearance of the blood flowing like countless rivers in the air caused them to pause their movements from fear to cautiousness.

And Crimson was bleeding before the first battle even began. ....

Only there, with the light of the room on and expelling the darkness of the outside world, could I have the immensity of those bruises on his body. Apparently, not only could demons give in to some kind of anger. Miguel's back, covered by a thin shirt of white fabric, was totally red by the blood that still flowed through the shadows of his cut wings. The white fur was now red, and the feathers were moving like the sting of an insect, moving at will and involuntary contractions.

An army of visible translucent spirits stood with a storm wind, and they were like the colours of ice in the distance. Before them was an army of bloodstones all in red gleaming armours made from red diamond, and in the lead was Vivian, Janice, Hannah, and Dena.

His rich blood is flowing out of his wound. Hira gasp with her eyes wide open as she saw her older brother's blood. Pain and hatred immediately aroused in her system, disregarding her fear awhile ago on what may happen next. Her deep blue eyes turn blood red. The whistling wind blew making her golden crowning glory turn into midnight black hair that flows along with the whistling wind. “Arghhhhh!” The people around her scream in too much pain. The kind of pain that is like their power was draining out of their body. Bit by bit, they are getting drained to a point that their weapons vanished into thin air.

“Tonight, under the blood moon, we witness the passing of power. Alpha Alexander Laurent, step forward.” Alpha Alexander approached the altar. In his hand was the ceremonial dagger—the same blade used by his father “I, Alexander Laurent, Alpha of the Silverthorn Pack, renounce my title and pass it to my son, my blood, my successor.” He sliced his palm and let his blood fall on the stone. “By blood and moon, I release my hold.” The ground itself seemed to hum as the blood moon overheard pulsed brighter. “Ethan Laurent,” Sage said, “step forward and claim your birthright.”