Bloody Hyena 소설 & 이야기

After all, there's plenty more of them running around, waiting to die. I sense a gaze drilling into me from behind and I whirl around, veering aside in time to avoid the hybrid charging towards me like a raging mad bull. I pivot behind him and firmly grab his head before slitting its throat from ear to ear. Unlike the were apes, the hybrids' blood is muddy instead of crimson, and it stinks. I push it away from me with disgust. Another one charges at me but it soon crashes dead to the ground in no time while his heart still beats in my hand.

Their skinny flesh slither against his body,blood ooze from the part they dug their teeths into, suddenly they fall one by one their body melting as they weaken,the ones who didn't take a bite scream. "Yeah,it's your favorite Waleut"Castus hiss.

The savage looked like me, wearing that pink and still wet dress, in front of a crowd of people who were part of that party that seemed to last for hours and days. The members of the kingdom of Hyenna were by far the most bizarre I have encountered until that moment. Creatures with a single horn on their foreheads, with pale skins that almost reached the shade of alabaster, and the eyes... All of them, without exception, contained five eyes on thin noses and wide mouths. Bizarre creatures originated from some very old legend about demons.

My breathing was heavy and my heart threatened to burst out of my chest with just how fast it was beating. When I was finally able to open my eyes and look down, I saw blood gushing out of my leg. There was so much blood that the white pants I was wearing was completely stained a dark red. But my leg wasn't my primary concern right now…being eaten alive was. And as I watched, the two spotted Hyenas came to a stop a few feet in front of me; their jaws open as if in a smile as saliva dripped off the gap between their teeth. I managed to stand up on trembling feet despite the pain. But I was trapped. There was nowhere to run and I couldn't climb trees.

They vibrated and bent still, not daring to raise their heads until Jamie was dragged upwards and let out a sharp scream of horror. Vasperia raised her eyes to stare at a beast she had never encountered in her life. This was a pure definition of a Hyde wolf!! Its eyes were as big as the moon and the Iris were wide lie saucers, deep black and ugly. But again, it had claws, long sharp ones that were ready to sink into Jamie's belly when Vesperia hurled the iron first aid box to the beast who stopped. It distracted its mission to kill the Lycan and dropped Jamie to the ground now heading for her.

Silver-tipped claws, armored hides—Hanlon's abominations come to life. The clash was brutal: gunfire cracking, snarls echoing as we engaged. I shifted fully, my black wolf form barreling into the lead hybrid, jaws clamping on its throat. Metallic blood sprayed, acrid and wrong, but it fell thrashing. Jax took down two with precise shots, Lena limping but slashing with fury. Viktor's team proved worthy—Kira shifting to a sleek gray wolf, tearing into flanks with precision. But they were tough: one hybrid shrugged off bullets, its nanite skin regenerating. It lunged at me, claws raking my side, reopening the silver wound. Pain exploded, vision blurring, but I rolled, pinning it, ripping out wi

"She should trust me much more than she should trust you. I didn't hurt her. I wouldn't hurt her." “Yet. I know your type. Filthy scavenger. Tired of being weak, so you prey on the sick, the wounded, and the ones who are alone. Cut off. You watch them, test their mettle, and see if they’re capable of pushing back or putting up a fight.” Hate filled the hyena’s face as he breathed angrily, locking his jaw as he shook with anger.

He informed her, still ignoring her pleas. “Dogs?” She asked, dumbfounded. He nodded. “There are ten of them scattered about. Blood-thirsty canines that will stop at nothing till every flesh is picked from your bones.” Rosy staggered towards the stone bench in the garden, lowering herself. There was no hope, after all. Forget the men, she was deathly scared of dogs. “Do you remember this place now?” Sergio asked her, squatting before her. She looked at him through teary eyes, her lips trembling then her eyes roved around the garden.

Now, he was using his power as Eagle Clan heir to cast me into hell for the sake of another beastwoman. At that moment, the cacophony of jeering spectators filled my ears. My frail figure stood on the blood-stained fighting platform, utterly out of place in this brutal arena. The hyena beastman before me bared his fangs, his eyes gleaming with murderous bloodlust as he prepared to strike. I touched my chest, feeling something inside me die completely. The hyena lunged at me with savage force. With nowhere to retreat, I closed my eyes in despair. Suddenly, a massive snow wolf descended from above, sweeping me onto his back.