Novel & Cerita Cipher Hunter

They stopped before me, the engines coming off one after the other. Henrique Crimson Sparrow took off his helmet, his short strawberry blonde visible under the full moon's light. He had a scar running down his chin. He smiled, stepping off his bike. “You nuts have a death wish, Xavier? Coming here alone?” I smiled back, a cold smile devoid of any humor. “Who says I’m alone?” Henrique Crimson Sparrow looked confused, and looked around the space. Henrique followed my movements with his eyes. Then, the forest came to life.

Hunter appears seconds later as I place the glass in the sink. He leads me out of the building I have been kept in as we walk down these long, dark tunnels. It’s like a maze, with them veering off right and left. There are ladders that lead to hatches. It’s clear they run the length of the pack. The air is rather cold and I can feel a chill over my exposed skin. I don’t say anything to Hunter. Should I even know these tunnels exist? I’m shocked he hasn’t blindfolded me. I could easily escape … then I notice by one of the hatches there is a fingerprint scanner. Guess that’s why he doesn’t care. Even if I made a break for it, I’m not going anywhere.

Getting hit by a car wouldn't hurt more than discovering a dirty truth. She wasn't yet able to steady her emotions when the sound of running water cut short. There was shuffling of movements before the door of the washroom burst open. Hunter stepped out in a towel. Water was dropping from his hair and his body was still wet. He had a smile on his lips. It vanished the moment he discerned Claire sitting with his spare laptop. "Dove..." Hunter's blood ran cold when he noticed her pallid features. "Y-you hired a s-shooter to... S-shoot you?" She said in a heavy, choking voice.

“I’ve known you all my life. You can fool Rehan with your games, but not me.” His eyes darkened with something that made her blood run cold. “I’m Ekansh,” he continued, his voice steady but laced with menace. “Rehan’s most loyal friend. And I’ve been waiting for the day you’d finally go too far.” Shama’s heart pounded in her chest. *Ekansh...* She remembered the character from the comic—Rehan’s closest friend and fiercest protector. In the story, Ekansh had always despised Shanaya for the harm she caused Naina, and now that hatred burned in his gaze.

The chief was waiting for him there and he motioned for his men to remove Ezra's handcuffs. "Have you searched the house?" Hunter appeared amidst the chaos with an evil grin. If he could, he would like to take pictures of Ezra for internet shaming. He will destroy his reputation so that no client is willing to approach him. "In process. I got reports that he has a lot of weapons in his dungeon.”

a voice drawled from the shadows. A man with a cybernetic eye and a stained lab coat stepped into the light. He didn't look at their faces; he looked at Aradaa’s bandages. "I’m the Code-Breaker. You’re the one who crashed the Highland Spire. Every bounty hunter from here to the coast is looking for that blue glow." "Can you install the firewall or not?" Aradaa snapped. He stepped up to a metal chair, his boots clattering on the floor. "The signals... Cassandra’s broadcast... it’s rewriting my cells. I need it blocked."

His watchful eyes scan the surroundings, ensuring the safety of their journey. Hunter, adorned with his trusty spear and a dagger tucked into his wrap, takes on the crucial role of scout, swimming at the forefront of the group. His weapon of choice, a sleek and sturdy spear, is poised to strike at a moment's notice, ready to defend against any threats that may emerge. The gleaming blade of his dagger serves as a versatile tool for close-quarters combat or precise underwater tasks.

“A human?” “Not just a human.” I stepped forward, keeping the knife between us. “A hunter.” His lips curled into a sneer as he took a step toward me, his movements slow and deliberate. “You must be Riley’s pet.” His eyes raked over me, his grin widening. “I can smell him all over you. Leave it to Riley to fuck up this bad. A human? And not just any human—a hunter?” He barked a laugh. “Call it off.” My voice was steady, though every muscle in my body was coiled tight. “Whatever you’re planning to do to him, end it. I heard you, Liam. You killed Marcus, not Riley.”

She seems don't mind the cut off and continued with a strange expression, “This is confidential-” “How can you say it is when you handed me a jade of information?!” She craned her neck, lost all the necessary excuses. She sigh after realizing I already frustrated. She ask with a bit of confussion, “How can the young lady realize my lies?” I sneered. “You really asking that? Really, how can you be a huntress?” She pondered about it, and it only cause my heart to shook with too much frustration. She said after, “Well, I'm not actually a huntress...”

EIGHT MONTHS AGO Kimberly shivered slightly as the harsh cold wind blew relentlessly, but she continued following in the footsteps of the Afghanistan local who acted as their guide through the mountains to their rendezvous point. Behind her was sergeant Oscar, her closest friend in her unit who was also a sniper. “Are you getting tired?” She teased him. “Hell no.” The Texan replied with his southern drawl. Kimberly was not finding it easy herself. Hiking at a fast pace while carrying full military gear on a steep terrain for over four hours was not a small feat.