Novel & Cerita Caelus X Blade

And still, I couldn’t look away. The snarl in Caelum’s chest hadn’t even faded when the shadows split again. Figures broke from the smoke, mercenaries, armored and silent, blades glinting with dragonsteel. The nearest one lunged, steel flashing for my throat. Caelum moved before I could. He slammed into the man with a growl, claws raking through armor, the sound of metal tearing under muscle and bone. Blood sprayed across the clearing, hot against my cheek, and then another mercenary was on me. I caught the blade on instinct, sparks flying as it screeched across the scales, rippling over my forearm. Pain hissed through me, but the dragon burned hotter, fire licking at my throat until I let i

I found it, the silver blade reflecting the red glow of the moon, which hung above like an unblinking eye. The battlefield was like a canvas of blood. Everything was bathed in a blood glow. Suddenly, a painful howl tore through the night sky, and I gasped, feeling pain shoot through me at the sound. I looked back, and there he was. A few feet away from where I stood. Caelan. He was half-human, half-wolf, just like Alpha Idris, who held him by his neck. Caelan grasped both hands of the Alpha, struggling against his hold, but it was hopeless.

Hailey said. Yuri elbowed June playfully but June just shook his head at her and smiled at Hailey. "Sure." *** Sirius did not expected the punch. He had been doing well and reached the semi finals. However, when he turned to look at June, he noticed Hailey sitting next to him. The sight of June sitting next to Hailey distracted him that he did not dodged the punch fast enough. His opponent, the next leader of another clan gained advantage from the punch and started cornering up to Sirius.

My eyelids try to close with all their might, but I resist and slowly manage to open them, although everything is blurry, I see that I am on the ground, lying. When I close and reopen them, Azael's face appears in front of me, watching me with a frown, with his piercings and his black shirt through which his tattoos peek out and spread across his neck. But when I blink again, there is no sign of him. As if it was part of my imagination.

The stare-off between Axe and Kaine seemed to stretch on, their eyes locked on each other. The air crackled with tension, the stillness broken only by the sound of heavy breaths escaping their lips. And then, in the blink of an eye, Kaine's face contorted with a mixture of desperation and rage. Summoning the last ounce of strength within him, Kaine's hand darted to the back of his pants, fingers closing around the cold handle of a gleaming knife. With a guttural growl, he lunged towards Axe, his movements fueled by a surge of adrenaline.

He stepped inside the demon’s swing, pivoted sharply— And drove his blade upward beneath the general’s armor. The steel stopped just short of Kharvek’s throat. Silence fell instantly. The duel was over. Kharvek froze. Adrian held the blade steady. “Yield,” Adrian said quietly. The demon’s jaw tightened. But he finally lowered his weapon. “I yield.” Adrian stepped back. The court erupted again—some cheering, others murmuring in disbelief. High above them, Vaelreth stood slowly from his throne.

"Recalibrating for multi-layered reality lattice." Caleb stood beside her, his hand resting on the hilt of his massive Sovereign Blade, anchored to the vibrating deck by his magnetic boots. He wasn't wearing his helmet; his molten gold eyes were fixed on the panoramic viewport. "Everyone ready for the ride, Queen?" Caleb rumbled, a feral smirk on his lips.

"Then I will not fall." The battle intensified. Blade met blade in patterns too fast to follow. I watched Kael fight with skill that transcended his twenty-four years, enhanced by the bond until he moved like something between human and cosmic entity. He was magnificent. He was losing anyway. The Void Emperor had centuries of experience and limitless endurance. Kael had determination and a bond that was draining all of us toward unconsciousness. Through our connection, I felt his plan reaching its conclusion. One final gambit. One last desperate play.

Alpha Kellan was having the upper hand. The attacker’s blade fell to the ground and I froze for a second. I gulped loudly and kept watching both of them from where I was standing. Soon, the attacker moved again, faster than before this time. It aimed another strike at Alpha Kellan’s chest and he succeeded. I wished he didn’t. “Alpha Kellan!” I shouted. Alpha Kellan gave in to his wolf. His claws came out and he swung his arm. He was able to catch the attacker’s shoulder and sent it back a few steps.

he said under his breath, mocking me a little. I caught the blade and gripped it tight. “Are you sure you can handle me?” I said smugly to match his energy. He smiled slightly. “We’ll see.” The whistle blew and we clashed. At first, I held back like I always did, harsh movements but not too harsh, light steps but not too fast. Kael, though… he didn’t hold back. He was fast, precise, and strong. His blade came at me like a storm. I barely blocked the first hit.