Breath Of Fire Fate นิยาย & เรื่องราว

And eyes, glowing faintly like embers about to catch fire. Damian stepped forward, keeping himself between Mia and the figures. “Who are you?” His voice was steady, but his grip on the hilt of his weapon betrayed the tension in his muscles, the suspense hanging in the air. The central figure tilted its head, the movement deliberate, almost curious. “We are the Editors of Fate.” The words didn’t echo through the air—they reverberated directly in her mind. Mia flinched at the weight of them, as though the syllables themselves were too heavy to bear.

Dragonbreath Flames can neutralize my spells, but it will also burn up your lower abdomen and meridians. "If we go head to head, all your meridians will be severed and you'll explode, even if I don't kill you with my sword," Armand said arrogantly, looking very confident.

, I hear Tash's voice from behind me. "He called to inform us he won't be around until the weekend. We checked and you weren't at home and we knew you went with him. When he came back he was so pissed sparks came out from him", he ends knowing the last sentence confused me. "We all have element we are good at and it is something that emit from us when we are pissed or livid. Yours is fire that is why so much heat eminate from you. Tareem is lightening, Tash is electric sparks and mine is wind. Understand?", Tash asks and I nod and he stares at the supposed bridge.

"What is it?" Eva motioned for everyone's attention, and the pack members gathered around a designated area. A hush fell over the crowd as they watched in anticipation. Suddenly, flames erupted, dancing and twirling in mesmerizing patterns. A chorus of gasps and applause filled the air as the pack witnessed the breathtaking display of fire manipulation. Skilled members of the pack, known as the Pyrokinetics, had choreographed a spellbinding performance. Their control over fire created stunning shapes and figures, illuminating the night with flickering lights and radiant warmth.

{Third person's pov} Alan noticed the way her breath hitched when his thumb brushed over her lip, and a slow smirk curled at the corner of his mouth. He leaned in just slightly—close enough that she could feel the warmth of him, but not so close as to be improper. "Don't look down," he murmured, voice rough with something unreadable. "I like you looking at me." A beat passed, then another. His grip on her shoulders tightened almost imperceptibly before loosening again. "Bella is nothing to me."

"No more talking. I am the last remaining founder of the Inferno Clan, known as the God of Death. Today, I've come to send you to death!" Instead of fear, Felix chuckled in delight. "That's perfect. It looks like this annoying itch of Inferno Clan won't be bothering me anymore. "I'll only use one move. Whether you live or die, it depends on your fate." With that, Felix raised his hand, pointed a finger, and muttered under his breath, "Three-Breath Thunder!" Boom! Though the night was bright with moonlight, the sky suddenly rumbled with the sound of thunder. The God of Death, who had been ready to act, immediately tensed up. His expression became deadly serious.

I begin to panic, dropping to the floor, overwhelmed by the possibility that another mate has been taken from me too soon. “You would have felt it, Saph. Snap out of it. We need to get out of this room. We are sitting ducks in here!” Amy yells, shaking my shoulders. She’s right. Fated mates can feel each other and can sense how the other is feeling. I close my eyes and focus on Asher and all I feel from his is rage- pure, animalistic rage. He’s still alive. “Archie will find him! He promised we would all be safe,” Yaya comes over, rubbing my shoulder. Her own flushed cheeks and puffy eyes tell me that she’s just as worried as I am.

It was liquid earlier, but then it takes the shape of a human— and it could choose to phase through physical object or either materialize to deal physical attacks. The worst part is… the only way for us to deal damage to them is through the 'Offensive Cladding' of the 'Force of Will'. Even though Blaze's fire helped, but with Kuroyuki in such a state… it's impossible for her to continue. Then, the only ones left who could use the 'Force of Will', are… "!" I suddenly felt something irregular with my' Presence Sensing". The silhouettes are split into a team of two, where they are heading towards the remaining two pillars that weren't reinforced by Kronos.