Call Of The Spear Novels & Stories

Chase replies. "Do it fast Chase.We can't hold him longer." Chase closes his eyes and mumble some chants whereas I try to use my physical strength to hold his chair on place.My skin burns in the process by the flames erupting from his hairs. "Spear...a spear made up of old oak wood and qoated with the blood of a pure soul."Chase shoutes looking at me.He got the answer from the warlock but how do we get a spear of oak wood and blood of a pure soul when death is dancing upon our heads.

The moment that happened, the rest of them coughed out their talismans and died. Why would Glover send stupid mutants to fight us? I turned around to praise the team then suddenly Bill knocked me out of the way. When I turned to ask him why. What I saw scared and broke me at the same time. I didn't know when I let out a cry of anguish. I screamed so hard. Filled with anger and fear. He was dried up and shrivelled on the floor. I began to panic. What had just happened? " Sorcery!" Gilbert called out. "We need to take cover," he warned. I began to fear for my life and Alex's life.

With a furious roar, he hurled it toward Kiara's back. "Die!!" The spear shot forward like lightning. Yet... Kiara never turned around. She never even tilted her head. Without looking— She simply raised one hand. Clang. She caught the spear effortlessly. The entire arena froze. Still facing away— She flicked her wrist. The spear flew back even faster than before. THUD! A deathly silence engulfed the battlefield. No one moved. No one even dared to breathe. The spear that the Barbarian King had thrown now rested deep inside his own chest.

Without hesitation, I thrust toward one of its limbs, channeling every ounce of strength into the strike. A golden glow erupted along the surface of the spear as it pierced deep into the creature’s flesh. Black blood spilled from the wound. The creature roared furiously before retaliating with another savage swipe of its claws. Using the spear in my hand, I countered immediately. Executing a special spear technique, I spun the spear rapidly. The single spear divided into twelve shimmering copies. Then… Twenty-four. Thirty-six. The countless spears revolved around the creature, forming a unique array that imprisoned it within.

He could barely suppress the anger in his voice, but he still made a valiant effort to sound unbothered. Walking over to him, I wiped his face with the drugged tissues. "You've got blood on your face." In an instant, his eyes widened. "You!" In response, I just smirked at him as I emulated the tone Lily had used with me earlier. "Be a good boy and close your eyes, alright?" As he slumped to the ground, he shot me one last hateful look. But what about it? Bending down, I reclaimed my phone and called the crematorium. "Hello? My husband needs to be cremated as soon as possible."

*** Sophia and Gena were dressed in black all over, while the other Special Assassinators were all in Soldiers clothings, from cap to boots. "Fix your guns!" Mrs Smith ordered and they all picked their guns and started arranging it. When they were done, they got it ready to shoot at all the fruits tied high up in front of them. "If you miss the fruit in front of you, no more mission for you!" Mrs Smith said. "Now shoot!" She commanded. They all raised their guns, aimed at the fruits and shot at the fruits at the same time. Skyler's bullet hit the wall and didn't touch his fruit. "Skyler is off the mission!" She said sternly.

“If you're so desperate to know their secret, why don't you go find them? If you're really that strong, you shouldn't have to resort to this dirty means to open my mouth.” She was still holding on stubbornly, apparently. Fine, she forced me to do this. I made a seal of agreement with the Moon goddess, to borrow the cloud spear she had in the sky. I summoned the cloud spear in front of Alexa's body. She shivered with fear at the sight of it. The cloud spear is another name for the Moon Goddess's pet. As anyone knows, those who manage to see the Cloud Spear either die at it hands, or are tormented until their entire life is traumatized. Alexa screamed as the spear got closer to her. There was

his voice calm and warm: "I will stay behind you." "So you are Amelia! We have been waiting for you for ages, and you finally showed up!" A furious shout exploded from the crowd. He held a spear over twelve feet long, its shaft made from millennium-old ironwood, heavy beyond measure. Before his words even faded, he launched the first attack. The long spear tore through the air with a shrill howl, stabbing straight toward Amelia's heart! The spear thrust was ferocious and relentless, clearly meant to kill with a single strike.

"The spear. They showed me what it costs." Julia held his gaze. "Tell me," she said. Thomas looked at the girl. Then at Julia. "The spear was made from the Moon Goddess's own power," he said. "Selene told them — somehow, through the bond, through whatever channel exists between the bloodline and the origin source — the spear can only be held by someone who carries the full origin frequency. Anyone else—" He stopped. "It would consume them," Julia said. "Yes." "And someone who carries the full origin frequency."

Then they spoke in unison, their voices deep and resonant. "You are worthy. Enter." The doors swung open, revealing a vast chamber filled with light. The Spear of Dawn hung suspended in the center of the chamber, its blade gleaming with silver fire that seemed to burn with its own radiance. Elena approached it, her footsteps echoing in the silence. The light from the Spear washed over her, warm and welcoming, as if it recognized her. She reached out, her fingers closing around its shaft. The moment her skin touched the ancient weapon, power surged through her veins, hot and fierce, consuming her from within. The Spear blazed with light, its energy merging with hers, bonding with her soul. Sh