Deku Loses His Arms Novels & Stories

The people in Hell seriously need someone to give them a piece of fashion advice so it might as well be me. He was holding the spear in his one hand while his other hand was lying by his side. Most of them mistake him for being helpless, but his other hand was made of the strongest metal in Hell. The metal nearly gets heated up for two thousand years before turning into something beatable. I offered him the metal because he lost his arm in the fight saving me.

Zedekiel raised his sword again, about to cut off the second arm when Prince Kayziel screamed in the link; ‘Wait Zedekiel! Wait! I’m sorry! Forgive me my dear nephew! Please! Your Father and Berthiel would never want you to treat me this way!’ SLASH!! The second arm was sliced off and blood sprayed out like rain, dying the green grass below. The arm fell to the ground followed by a horrid shriek from Prince Kayziel.

My arm felt as if it had been replaced with a bar of iron and I could barely move my weary limbs. “Goodbye, cruel world.” I thought to myself. Around me, novices tore apart their victims and I was secretly proud of them – even though they weren’t actually in control of their own bodies. Ally sliced open her opponent’s jugular and was rewarded with a fountain of blood and the soldier who had marched before me cut down two foes at once, never revealing his hesitation. My heart cried out for my allies, praying that they would win this battle. Me? I was useless but I was determined to go out with a bang.

His gaze was fixed on his arm for a long while before he then used his arm to cut off his left arm that was on flames. The flames burned it up and made the forging of the arm into a lightning bolt turn back into a normal arm. “Curse you, what have you done?” Zeus shouted while holding on to his severed arm. Steadily he did something with bus eyes and lighting blazed and forged his left arm back to how it was. Lucas was unfazed by this, he was lost in emptiness already, even his eyes were a proof of that. His eyes were pitched black and were burning up on their own.

Inside, Black Garuda had already cleaned up part of the situation. Kelvin and Leonard lay sprawled on the floor like two dying dogs. Kelvin had a broken leg. The machete Arka had thrown earlier was still embedded in his wrist. Black Garuda had already stopped the bleeding so he would not die too quickly. Meanwhile, Leonard had lost an arm. Both of them were deathly pale, and the fear on their faces was unmistakable. The moment they saw Arka return, with Mireya's flushed face still nestled in his embrace, Kelvin's eyes instantly filled with terrifying hatred and jealousy. Leonard's face, on the other hand, turned as pale as paper.

I'm dressed entirely in black, just like in my dreams-the same dreams that won't stop haunting me. Last night, I saw it again. The temple, the silver moon hanging heavy in the sky, and the battle that would decide everything. In that vision, Dex fell into Baron's hands. Baron's cruel laughter echoed as he lifted Dex into the air, preparing to kill him. My gaze met his for a moment before I looked down to see the dagger in my own hands. Without hesitation, I plunged it into my chest, and as I did, Baron fell too, both of us bleeding, both of us broken. Dex stood above us, victorious-but that victory came at a cost neither of us could bear.

Within ten minutes, it was over. Marcus stood alone in the middle of the clearing, surrounded by bodies. His army was gone. “You can’t win,” he said, panting. “There are more of us.” I stepped forward, blood on my hands. “Maybe. But not here. Not today.” He lunged. I didn’t dodge. Kade moved faster. His blade went through Marcus’s chest before the elder could blink. Marcus looked down, shocked. “You… betrayed the council.” Kade twisted the blade.

Chapter 359 The bullets were coming down fast. Kekoa looked at his brother and then at Maya who was crying in fear. “Don't worry I promise you're going to be ok. You gotta trust me, I love you ok.” Kekoa kissed Maya as he moved her. He used his feet to push off the wall and as soon as he swung out he threw Maya who screamed as Big C and Kekoe caught her and pulled her in. Kekoa, sighed in relief when he saw that she was ok. He smiled at his brother just as a bullet pierced his arm. His eyes widened as he lost his grip on the wire, as he began to drop to the floor below. He heard Maya screaming and closed his eyes knowing what was coming next.

I turned to the other one and gave him three slaps in succession. “First mistake, backing up your partner’s mistake. Second one, not following my orders, Third one, letting her bleed” They were both out of breath and tired but I didn’t care. “You both know you are meant to lose your arms for laying them on her.” “Please, we’ll do anything” They began pleading. “Anything huh? Ok, you do something for me and I’ll consider letting you off with a lighter punishment.” I stroked my chin thoughtfully. “We’ll do it, no matter what it is”....

“Please.” He didn’t stop. His grip tightened. I was dying, and I couldn’t even fight back. I had no strength. No wolf. Nothing. “Let. Her. Go,” Sammy growled. A flash of silver streaked past my fading vision. Her stiletto sank deep into Deklan’s arm. His eyes snapped open. Recognition dawned. He let go and rolled off me, unaware of the blade in his arm or the blood spilling onto the floor. “What have I done?” he muttered, eyes fixed on me like I was the only thing that mattered.