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“Now!” Taryn twists, blade flashing, grazing Veyra’s arm, blood spilling. “You’ll shatter,” she hisses, hymn grating, eyes cold. Veyra’s blade surges, pinning Taryn’s cloak to crystal, eyes wet, voice raw. “Name it!” Taryn’s lips curl, voice low. “The Starless.” Kalia’s orb strikes the core, light fracturing crystal, shadow-heart wailing, husks collapsing. Theryn’s light-blade pulses, Zynara’s vision amplifying, runes binding the core, claws dissolving. Kael’s Shadowkin surge, sealing rifts, void-blade steady, hymn strong. The core cracks, facets splintering, rifts closing, Veil’s threads weaving tight. A deeper hum rumbles, the Herald’s master—The Starless—emerging from a rift-maw, its shad

Jagged cracks of violet light tore through the salt-flats, and from those cracks, they emerged. They weren't bright like the Moon Goddess’s light. They were shadows made of ash and memory. Thousands of them. The ghosts of every wolf the Council had "harvested" across four centuries. They didn't have faces, but they had teeth. They didn't have voices, but they had a rhythm. The Fourth Door was open. The Salt Sentinels recoiled, their obsidian eyes flickering with the first taste of true fear. Even the Widow, Sarka, took a step back, her red cloak fluttering like a wounded wing.

The rifle slipped from the survivor's hands, hitting the metal floor. Static crackled over the open comms channel. Then, filtered through the ship's universal translator, a hoarse voice dripping with ultimate dread and disbelief echoed inside the cockpits of Jack, Elias, and Kael: "No... this is impossible..." The survivor fell to their knees in despair, clutching their head. "The Creators were completely devoured by the Abyss... You... you monsters, why are you wearing the skins of gods?!" (End of Chapter 151)

He was about to turn back to Dakota when two huge male lions leapt into the space Bernard and I had left, their roars sending the demons running for cover in fear. The noise is horrendous, roars, screams of pain, and the shouts of the dead and dying. There are demons everywhere, some dead, others dying, and the floor is slick with their blood, but to my dismay, it is not only the demons who are such severe hits. Several soldiers are being overrun by the smaller demons, and I cannot see who they belong to. Some of them are Bernards, others are Romulus and Remus' guys, and to my horror, some of my own men go down too. Enraged, I leap to my paws and renew my attack, closely followed by Bernard.

Mine own packageth shall protecteth the people from the demon's attacketh. Sushi politely responded to me. His throaty voice reverberated as it came from within. "Thank you." I thanked Sushi and after that Sushi howled and I heard howls around. Their howl is creepy and I made my downy hairs raised to no end. Immediately I noticed the footsteps running as if they were chasing each other. I didn't dare to open the window. I don't want demons to see me and attack me. But I know that among those footsteps are necromancers fighting demons. I breathed a sigh of relief because the battle between the immortal and the demons would not be intense. Necromancer's aid is substantial in this fight.

One could faintly hear the whistling of devils. The fully black halberd was about ten feet long. Layers of dark Qi shrouded its body and a ghastly human skull was fixed on its tail. Everyone outside cried out in alarm. "Don't tell me that's the number one demonic weapon from the Archaeon Eon, the Spirit-annihilation Halberd."

Keeping a firm grip on my wrists. I screamed at the pain, I screamed for what was to come. “Keep screaming, I like it when they scream.” I had my head turned away and eyes shut but when he said that, it wasn’t him talking, it was his beast. I dared to look at him and what I found was Aodh, God of the underground himself staring back at me with an evil grin. Eyes as black onyx, deep and monstrous.

.5 GALLON OF THE COCKTAIL MIX IN HIS LUNGS , THEN THESE COWARDS CONTINIOUSLY CUT THE BACK OF HEELS TO WHERE HE WOULD COMPLETELY BLEED OUT INSTEAD OF HIS WOLF OR HIS BEAR HEALING HIM. THEY DISRESPECTED HIM EVEN MORE BY STAGGING A CAR ACCIDENT AS THE CAUSE OF DEATH AND THROWING HIM IN THE DUWAMISH RIVER IN RIGHT OUTSIDE OF SEATTLE WASHINGTON, HIS BODY WAS RECOVERED BY MEMBERS OF THE WHITE RIDGE PACK AND THE LOCAL DIVE AND MEDICAL AND FIRE PERSONAL. THE ALPHA DOMINQUEZ , HIS BETA MARLOW, THEIR PACK DOCTOR AND AS WELL AS BRYAN’S UNCLE AND THEIR MATES WERE EXTREMLY KIND AND HONORED TO RECOVER AND BRING MY LOVES BODY BACK HERE TO HIS FAMILY AND HIS PACK SO WE COULD GIVE HIM A PROPER BURIAL AND S

When he spoke, his voice was different, lower, colder. “Break the chains.” The words sent a shudder through the air. The warriors faltered. Vame’s eyes widened. “That’s it.” They pressed both hands against the wall, chanting in a language Elior didn’t understand. The carvings ignited, light spreading through the rock like veins of fire. The warriors screeched, their forms unraveling, dissolving into dust. One by one, they vanished, until only silence remained. Rael opened his eyes, his breath unsteady. “It’s gone.”

“I have tolerated you for far too long. But know that you hold no power over me. You are far beneath me on the power hierarchy and I will be damned if I let a scum like you treat me any less. I told you before that I am Kiara Khorne but what I forgot to add was that I am the only daughter of Lord Khorne. The Lord of Battle and immortal fury. So, do not tempt me because I might just be obliged to fry your ass with utter most delight jerk face” “You’ve got to be kidding me!!!” Alpha River cried out in fury “Well I am not… I am not staying here with you. The supposed library my uncle built is actually my new home that you and every high ranked member in this room is banned from entering until I