Cutthroat Akudama Drive Novels & Stories

As Kagarra, fingers her way through Aya's spirals rather than tailing it off at the length she wants to cut it. Soko is happy to cut back in, likely to get dirt on whatever's going to happen next. For as rare as Yon claim girls to be in their species, I've never seen the deficit. Still the jet streams of shooting stars as Soko's eyes remain transfixed on Kagarra, let me think about it a moment. It's not like Akuma can really be known as Akuma. The branch is as selective as it is clandestine. It's more the voice that echoes from behind them that really lets me breathe. Has my shoulders relaxing and the ringing warnings fading to a distant ping.

Then I hurried to Kuroyuki, who was maintain the wall from the silhouettes. "Kuroyuki— is that what I think it is…?" I asked. "…They— are us," Kuroyuki answered. The silhouettes are August (sword silhouette), Blaze (armbar silhouette), Kuroyuki (spear silhouette), Persia (black card silhouette), Rumelia (black string silhouette) and Kronos (black bullets silhouette). "They are one person short— so it's me who's not in there, huh. What is the meaning of this…?"

Philip closed the curtains of his room and sat down on the bed with his laptop. He had to find out who was responsible for the unjustified accusations against the CRUZ company. The company had suffered a further decrease in profit by seventy percent over the last few weeks. He understood that it was easier to fall from a ladder than to get back up and he didn't want it to happen to the CRUZ company.

"Duck! Move your ass, Aradaa!" Kaelor’s roar barely cleared the whistle of the wind before a hail of kinetic rounds shattered the glass panel inches from Aradaa’s head. Shards rained down like jagged diamonds, slicing into Aradaa’s cheeks. He didn't feel the sting. He couldn't. His fingers, tipped with black nanotech claws that hissed as they bit into the reinforced alloy frame, were the only things keeping him from a three-thousand-foot drop.

"This round would determine who will be the next trid commander and claim the honor as the most fierce warrior in our legion. We have Tavor Sedan going against Vinch Amdra, let the best win." Soon the fight began, Amdra is still angry that Tavor defeated him in the first batch, he shape shifted into a dark brown Accorm then roared at his opponent. Tavor waited awhile glaring at his opponent, making plans, he knows Amdra is aggressive but not smart, he needed to make a smart move, it's now or never. One step back and he shifted to a gray Accorm, he grazed his paws on the sand and growled low but deeply.

The tempering of the flames was enough to bring Mane a great headache. "Prideful Sword: Dance of the Moon Butterfly" Mane's figure flashed before reappearing on another side of the battlefield, evading Alucard's crazed charge. Yet Alucard would not be deterred. With an annoyed grunt he came after the Supreme once again, his blades digging into the ground and effortlessly changing his trajectory. *Boom*

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”

[SHINJUKU] (laughing, blood at his mouth) That's it—! SPIN. Arkcadis PILEDRIVES Shinjuku into the cavern floor. CRATER. CELESTIAL BARRAGE Arkcadis hovers, palms glowing. MULTIPLE CELESTIAL BEAMS rain downward like falling stars. Shinjuku rolls, shadow-slipping between blasts, barely avoiding vaporization. [SEISAJU] Enough. He slams his staff (formed of pure light) into the ice.

Emily’s POV With the assistance of Camila, I had gotten into a cab and was headed back home. After being threatened by Camila, the cab driver kept his lips shut and all his concern to himself but that didn’t stop him from looking at me from time to time through the rear mirror. Camila had managed to clean the deep cut in my stomach where Blade—or should I say Jordan, his wolf—had attacked me. She had even helped me put a bandage over it but it had done little in alleviating my pain.

I could picture his technique in my head… the Flame Kindler. The flame kindled was an elemental sword technique that made your opponents hands burn with each movement of the sword. The heat was enough to burn an Omega in a minute, but for a Gamma, it would take days to fully take effect. I tilted my head back to the battlefield, and to my amazement, Kyle was holding Ryu off despite the burn. He kept single strokes, moving his body around like he was following the motion of the wind. “If it means killing you to take that imposter you call your personal maiden, then I will.” Kyle grunted as Ryu pushed him back with his sword.