Novel & Cerita Cool Sith

Shiro replied. [Shiro, a medium heighted, tan skinned, short-hair, and slim build. He is an all-rounder class soldier, who is a close friend of Jin. Suddenly, a woman approached towards Jin and Shiro. She is also a medium heighted, pale skinned, long hair that has highlights in light purple, and dark brown eyes.] “Hey Shiro, I’ve brought you some steamed chicken! Oh! Who is he!?” “Nova, this is Jin, he is one of my friends who gives me his excess scrap materials for enhancing my equipment, and also yours.” Shiro replied.

"What do you want?" The figure’s lips curled slightly, a hint of something almost amused in their expression. “I could ask you the same question,” they replied, their voice smooth like silk. “But I suppose it’s not your fault. The Council's reach is far, but it’s not infinite.” They took a step forward, their cloak shifting like liquid, their form becoming more distinct. The cloak was woven with threads of dark silver, and the air around them hummed with a strange energy. “I am called Witto,” the figure continued. “A shadow of the past, a whisper of things forgotten.”

"We are exceptional warriors. In today's world, the only thing that could kill us would be a bullet to the brain. That would not allow us to have the capacity to shift, so we would die of the wound." Liv scrubbed her hands up and down her face. "I think I need a drink." Brodi was out of his chair in an instant. "Of course, Elskling. What would you like? We have tea, juice, coffee…" "Whisky," she answered flatly. Brodi cocked a brow in surprise. "Coming right up!"

"She was promised to me way before you even interfered. So how do you plan to stop me?" "Simple," Silas responded coldly. "If you try anything, I’ll kill you with my bare hands. I don't give a damn if it starts a war between Crimson Tides and Caelum. I'll destroy your whole fucking pack too."