Novel & Cerita Bloodbender Avatar

He puts lids on them and straws and then holds the cup out to me and says, “You’re welcome to it, if you want it.” I’m hesitant, but my grumbling tummy doesn’t give me much of an option. As I take the cup from his hands, my fingers brush against his and I’m alarmed by how cold they are. It felt colder than ice and I wish I could hold his hands and warm them up in mine. He tells me, “We get the blood from blood drives or animals we’ve caught in the forest. We try hard not to have to drink from tap. Especially with humans, although, some of us has more restraint than others.” He rolls his eyes with that last sentence and I can’t help but wonder what he means by that. Who has less restraint? I

Everything happened at once. Viktor shifted mid-roar, his bear-wolf form massive and primordial. The Draven twins moved like synchronized nightmares. I lunged for Ava, but she was already moving—faster than should have been possible three weeks post-birth—drawing the silver dagger I'd given her for their wedding from the folds of her dress. The assassin materialized before her, hand raised, fingers lengthening into glass-like claws. Ava smiled. And pressed the blade to Alexander's tiny throat.

Willow stood back and began to absorb the essence of all the fallen Slendermen. His eyes flashed red as his hair tuned white. He felt the runes etched and tattooed on his body awakening. “First tier of the Blood Born: Blood Knight.” Immediately, a scarlet broadsword appeared in his hand. The Slenderman lunged at him, and he sidestepped it, slashing at its legs. As it fell to the ground, he changed his position, smashing his feet into the thing’s face.

I had to. Sweat streamed down my brow as the trees grew closer, and then my gaze traveled beyond. To one of Alpha Orion's troops, who was riffling through the pockets of a man bleeding out on the ground. A hunter, judging from the bow next to him. Sliding to a stop, I screamed, Who is that? Someone with eyes,the warrior said, ripping silver rings off the hunter’s fingers and thrusting them onto his own. The dying guy gazed at me, lips opening and shutting, blood streaming down his chin courtesy of the arrow through his throat, then his eyes went blank, body limp. Dead.

Other than the superficial wounds, all of them seem to be alive and well. But at that moment, The Eternal Emperor has unleashed all of his power and attack the old Monk Tian De. With a golden sword in hand, he rushes to the old monk with ferociousness. “Nirvana palm 6th form, Thousand Arhat meeting” Muttered the old monk as the arms of the Buddha’s Avatar appears behind the Avatar’s back. Thousands upon thousands of palms strike at the Eternal Emperor as he tried to repel all the arms but one of the palms struck at him. The Eternal Emperor movement stopped, at that moment countless palm strikes from the Avatar struck him mercilessly.

"How dare you? Are you still planning to escape! You're such a fool! Why grab me, if you want to escape? You should've attempted to run in the opposite direction. Or have you become mad?" Enraged, the Avatar of the Bloody Red Humanoid figure, Roared. He freed his hands from the Black Being's grasp, then directly used his bare hands to hack and mutilate the Black Being's body. Then, he retracted his trident. Which he then used to separate, the head of the Black Being. Before squashing and swallowing it.

The wind around the Ashborn twisted like a small storm. The other Ashborn stood farther back. A woman with blue markings on her arms. She lifted her hands and summoned water from a nearby broken pipe. The liquid hovered in the air like a snake, waiting to strike. I stepped beside Jon. “Let’s end this.” Jon nodded. “Watch out for the wind freak. He keeps knocking me back.” I turned my eyes to the air bender. He smirked at me. “Another one to die?” he sneered. “No,” I said. “Just the one who’s going to kill you.”

In these cracks of her skin and bones, a stream of light reflects, exposing the magic that flows through her. "Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck! Open the gate now! Let me out." I scream to the top of my lungs as my cellmate glow and tear into a new being. The bender runs towards us just in time that the beast grows a magical shield and use it to cut the bars down, instantly attacking the bender. They both wrestle to the ground. The Viatore, an air bender, and the beast woman, whatever she is. I ramble onto the ground as I crawl to my feet. Before I erect, I make a run for it.

I needed to know why he was acting like this. “They finished the chant, Robin. Like I said, they’re Invokers. They call on spirits from the dead to fight their battles. Every hit they land is equivalent to about a hundred souls. You won’t survive it if even two hits land on you, so we need to leave.” My eyes widened. I never knew people like this existed. How were we supposed to get out of here now? I didn’t even finish the thought before I felt something aimed at us. Before I could register what it was, Damon shoved me aside just as a massive surge of energy passed between us and slammed into a nearby tree, completely shattering it.

Cierra leaned harder and the chair creaked. Her chest tightened. Her breath became uneven. She shifted her weight again, more desperate this time as the chair tipped. It fell sideways with a loud crash, slamming into the floor and dragging her down with it. Pain exploded through her shoulder and hip as she hit the ground. A cry tore from her throat before she could stop it. Avatar spun around. “What the hell...” She didn’t wait. She rolled clumsily, struggling against the ropes, scraping her skin against the cold concrete. Her eyes searched wildly, scanning the room through tears and panic.