Crumbling Mine Oblivion Novels & Stories

Instead, he buried his face in his hands, ignoring Colton's presence. Colt sighted Brian's phone on the floor on the other side of the room. He went there to pick it up. The phone looked okay except for the cracked screen. A curious colt was about to ask again what warranted Brian to almost destroy his phone when he mistakenly pressed a button and then the picture of Vanessa and Henry came into view. Colton froze. After a few seconds of staring at the picture in shock, he took a glance at his boss who was still seated with his face buried in his hands. Colt looked at the picture on the phone again and sighed.

ELENA POV As we reached the mine, we heard the sound of our footsteps crunching over debris. The entrance, once solid, was a mess of broken beams and cracked stone. Dust clung to the air, making it hard to breathe. The walls were scarred with deep gouges running along the sides where the rock had given way. Fallen boulders blocked paths that had once been clear, and twisted metal tracks lay scattered, torn from their place. Abandoned carts, tipped over and spilling their contents, dotted the ground. The place felt hollow and lifeless, as if all the energy had been sucked away, leaving only the remnants of chaos.

The energy of the obelisk faltered as the explosion sent a wave across the cavern. "Now!" Kyle let out a yell. "Hit it with everything you’ve got!" We let loose all we had, tearing into the crystal structure with our combined firepower. The obelisk broke apart in a dazzling flash of light, its energies exploding and carrying the building down with it. The Runaway "MOVE!" The chamber collapsed, and Damien grabbed my arm and yelled. Amidst the loud sound of devastation, we ran through the collapsing hallways. We hopped onboard the VTOL, which was waiting for us outside with its engines blazing.

I forced myself to my feet. Pain ripped through my stomach so violently that black spots danced across my vision. The baby. The child was draining me. Every spell felt twice as difficult now. Cassandra rose from the rubble with blood trickling from her mouth. “You should not have done that,” she growled. I ignored the warning. The ground beneath us trembled. Ancient runes hidden inside the old ruins answered my call. Silver symbols erupted across broken pillars and shattered walls. Wind screamed through the clearing. Loose stones lifted from the earth.

Light rushed in—dim, flickering, broken. I was lying on jagged stone debris, the chamber still trembling around us. The collapse had slowed, but hadn’t stopped. Cracks webbed across the ceiling, raining fine powder over my face. “Killian—” I tried to stand, but my legs buckled. I crawled instead, palms shredding on the uneven rubble. My lungs burned with dust. “Killian!” I shouted again, louder, desperate. No answer. No howl. No breath. Just the groan of dying stone.

My chest tightened as if caught between two opposing tides, each pulling harder than the last. The games began with a strategic assault round—teams navigating shifting terrain while defending a central point. Brownclaw moved like they had rehearsed this exact moment in their dreams. They anticipated traps before they sprung. They flanked without hesitation. Their coordination was terrifying. Silvermist fought back with speed and ingenuity, but I saw the strain almost immediately. Timothy’s gaze flicked toward me once—just once—and something in his rhythm faltered. Myron noticed. I felt it like a ripple through my spine. His jaw tightened. His movements sharpened, aggression barely leashed.

He could have heard her out at least. She felt like crap, absolute crap. Her company was falling apart, and so was her relationship... her second relationship, and she felt like a pathetic loser. Why must everything fall apart for her? Why? her crying soon enough caused her to doze off, because she was tapped awake by Liam, and he held out a cup of hot chocolate before her and Lily frowned. Was what happened earlier a figment of her imagination? He gently helped her sit up, and then he took a seat beside her. "I am so sorry about earlier babe, I didn't mean to sound so rude, and I should have been more empathetic towards your situation. I am so sorry."

The leather melted under touch, dissolving into light that streamed into his arm and into his chest. A dissolvable cultivation manual? the world truly is unique.. I thought. The manual disintegrated. The pedestal crumbled. The chamber began to shake. "The forest is collapsing," Aldric said. "We need to go." I turned and looked at the crater walls. The fossilized ribs were cracking, the frozen tissue flaking away. Above us, the rim of the crater was barely visible, a circle of pale light shrinking as the walls caved inward. "Can you climb in that form?" I asked.

The structural framework of the ancient city tier began to buckle, massive shards of obsidian stone falling from the ceiling as the mountain core finally began its total, irreversible collapse. Through the falling fire, General Vane looked at Natalia with a expression of pure, fanatical hatred. His scepter was cracked, the purple light dying in the crystal. He didn't try to fight Kael again; instead, he threw himself backward into the dark vertical drainage shaft behind the console, disappearing into the subterranean depths of the southern wastes before the smoke could clear. Kael stood in the center of the collapsing plaza, his massive obsidian frame glowing with a stable, controlled volcan

I also told him who was the one who feed me lies, he took my phone, made a call and he fired him. "I love you, Stefan." I said before placing a soft kiss on his lips. "I've missed your lips so much." "So did I, baby girl." He pecked my lips. "So, I have two news. The first is the band of skulls mask are dead, there was a massive fire in the outskirts of the city and that's where they were hiding. I'm guessing your ex was involved with them. Too much coincidence that all of them were hiding there." I told him.