Danmachi Hestia Death 소설 & 이야기

“Then I’ll kill you—” “—NO! H-his name is Damon Arquilles! He came to me and told me everything about your contract with her! I was just jealous and angry—you know how much I care about you, yet you chose her! So I thought… if I can’t have you, then she shouldn’t either!” “I don’t want your affection—I’m more than satisfied with my wife’s love for me.” Uno said coldly. A single gunshot rang out through Castigo, echoing off the walls. The bullet struck Helia directly in the forehead, killing her instantly.

Liam looks at me, his gaze conflicted, but I nod, giving my mate a reassuring smile. [It’s the only way.] I state quietly into the link Liam and I share. [I know, Bells. But this feels wrong now that he is so weak.] I suppress a sigh at Liam’s words and close my eyes. [Either you kill him or he tries to kill us to claim me as his mate. He is a danger to our future now, Liam, and I won’t allow him to live long to harm us.] I open my eyes, watching Damon still struggle against Liam. Finally, my mate nods and closes his eyes before chomping down hard on Damon’s jugular and pulling back. The sound of flesh tears fills the quiet room, and Damon’s body drops to the floor, his bright red blood slow

The door closed. Angry? Did I do anything wrong? Suddenly, I felt something in my right hand. I looked down. There was a dagger in my hand. Symbols began carving on the silver blade. And somehow, somewhere, I knew what they meant. “Marfóir Deamhan,” I whispered. The meaning came to me like a memory that was never mine. My voice cracked, as I translated the words. “Demon Slayer.”

I look down and wipe the ice so I can see my reflection I have a glowing red crown hovering over my head in flames. Wow I didn’t know I could do that… cool. I suddenly get a strange feeling like a bond snapping into place, I frown and link Zane, “Did you feel that.” I ask. “Yea what was that.”’ He links back. I open my senses trying to figure out where it came from. “Octavia.” “Jax?” I ask, “What happened.” “Alpha Damon’s Witch got the jump on me while Uhtred was fighting them, we came to help but she snapped my neck I… died.”

The perturbed voice of Mitchel played in his ear and he stared back at the caller, confusion washing through him. "Speak, Mitchel what's it." "My lord... We just saw Dante walking out of Boss Damon's execution building... boss Damon is dead my lord. Dante killed him.

[Seraphine’s POV] Dorian's revelation hung heavily in the air, like a dark cloud casting a shadow over our fragile alliance. The labyrinth, once a silent observer, seemed to absorb the weight of our conversation, its ancient stones echoing with the gravity of his words. "You must understand, Seraphine," Dorian said, his voice laced with a cold detachment that sent a chill down my spine, "those who perished in Silverbrook Haven were but insignificant creatures in the grand scheme of things. Their lives were a small sacrifice for a greater purpose."

Then I came to Dominic, Dane, and Mason, who were also on their knees. Dane was first. H had killed his roommate and now this. Hard telling wat other crimes he had committed. No matter what happened today, he must die a traitor’s death. I made quick work of Dane, cutting off his head cleanly, showing him mercy as his body slumped forward. My heart sank when my eyes met Dominic’s. “You know, it didn’t have to be this way, Dom.” He nodded, resolve in his eyes. “I know. But after this, you’ll never trust me again.”

She gathered energy to surround herself and made a holy armor of blessing. This time she would welcome the death flag if it was to end the suffering of human kind in this world. Aesthelia would willingly become the sacrificial lamb. Her lost soul finally found its purpose before she took her last breath. She will take the villain with her to the grave. "I guess you are different from them," Tusdieos said with a smile—surprisingly it was a genuine smile. Aesthelia was shocked, but it didn't stop her from lunging full speed with the holy sword. When she was about to stab the vampire—Tusdieos teleported.

She puts her hand to my face and brings the talisman towards my cheek. "Stop it!" the guy yells. The talisman hits my skin, and it's so painful I can't even scream. My vision blurs and everything goes dark for a moment. Then Heather is gone. Yanked off of me. I hear her fall against the ground, her cry more from anger than pain. "I'll give you one chance," the guy says. "Leave now. In two seconds I won't be so merciful." His voice sounds so familiar, like it's always been with me. Like it's, oddly, a part of me. I try to place it, but my head throbs and I can't think straight, let alone open my eyes.

She wanted to say that Damian could save him, but she ultimately held it back and didn't say it aloud anymore. "I'm sorry, Dad. I wasn't thinking straight." Horace frowned hard and threw a look of disgust in May's direction. He then waved his hand dismissively at her and said, "Get out. Get out!" May lowered her head and turned to leave the room in low spirits. "Sir, we just received news from Cloudcove. Hendrick was killed by Damian only after he achieved grandmaster level." "What?" Horace was shocked when he heard that and looked up immediately.