Digimon Tamers Henry Wong の小説・ストーリー

"The dragon guards the house?" "Yes," Ethan said. "And the family. He eats bad guys." "Good," Henry said. "We need more dragons." He looked at Liam. "Help me up," he said. "Henry, you can't—" Liam started, closing his laptop. "Help me sit on the edge of the bed," Henry ordered, the steel returning to his voice. "I need to... I need to give him something. Properly. Man to man." Liam hesitated, looking at the monitors, then at Aurora. She nodded, a silent permission.

he said, his voice leaving no room for argument. Liam's muscles tensed, his anger reaching a boiling point. "Let go of her now," he growled, his eyes locked on Henry's. Henry let out a mocking chuckle, relishing in his newfound control over the situation. "You know, for someone who is surrounded, you sure have a death wish," he taunted, his gaze never leaving Liam's. "I've been trying to capture you for a long time, and I finally have you at my fingertips. Thanks to my woman." Liam's expression darkened, his confusion mounting. "What do you mean, 'woman'?" he questioned, his mind racing to understand the implications of Henry's words.

Camille pulled his hand. “Oh that’s really thoughtful..” He smiled through his words. “Who’s Lara..” He asked. “She’s my tutor..” Camille said looking in my direction and his gaze fell on me.. he looked like he’s just seeing me since he stepped in here. “I’ll go get the cake..” Camille ran off. Leaving just Henry and I alone. He walked up to me. “Hello Lara..” He has a cute and charming smile. “I’m Henry Stallone, it’s nice to meet you.” I love his accent too.

Hector shrugged and said, "That's as far as I can help you, Henry. It's up to you now." Henry clenched his right hand that had just held Karen's hand. He could still feel her warmth in his palm. He wanted to keep that warmth. "Henry?" Hector waved his hand in front of his eyes. "That's enough." Henry's eyes squinted slightly, "I'll do the next part myself. Of course, I'll get her too." Hector added, "Don't forget that she still has Kevin by her side. The director of Rovio. You're just a little designer, so I'm afraid you won't be able to attract her attention."

Mango punched him as she was feeling rather grateful to see him. "Henry shyly touched his chest and said with a smile, ""Madam, how can I forget what you've asked me to do? To be honest, I was afraid that my heart disease would affect my training when Mr. Ye sent me to the training base. However, Walter taught me a unique method to take care of it, so I managed to survive through the training.""" "When Henry brought up Walter, Mango subconsciously asked, ""Have you talked to Walter recently?"""

Henry took a sip of his coffee. "Do you already have a way to solve the puzzle, Mr. Shaw?" Taylor asked. "Of course! I've read numerous books and am extremely knowledgeable in astronomy and geography. How could a mere Cosmic Octagonal Nexus disk pose a challenge to me?" Henry said confidently. "That is fantastic! You'll surely achieve great success for Tigra!" Taylor exclaimed excitedly. He had no doubts about Henry's ability. "Cut the nonsense. Hurry and take me to the stone door. I'm not used to it here. After cracking the puzzle, I want to return to Tigra immediately," Henry said.

My claws sharpen even more and I let out a very loud roar and howl mix as I then attack Henry. As we fight, we are surrounded by the dark grey smoke of a Demon. This smoke seems to form some sort of barrier between our fighting forms and the rest of the pack. I do a quick assessment and keep fighting, managing to do more damage to him than he is doing to me until I feel the sharp pain run through my heart once more and then into my stomach. That small distraction allowed Henry to dodge my attack, grab me by the throat and thrust his hand into my stomach, wrapping his hand around the first pup he feels and then pulling back. He smirks as he drops the barely forming pup and, using his claws, r

"Because we both know how that’ll end." Henry doesn’t let go, but I can see the hesitation flicker across his face. He knows the truth—Damien is stronger. Faster. He’s fought battles that most warriors wouldn’t survive. "Enough," I say, placing a hand on Henry’s shoulder. "We’re not doing this here." Henry hesitates for a beat before shoving Damien away. Damien straightens his clothes like nothing happened, smirking. "Smart choice," he says. Silence stretches between us, thick and heavy.

Mark’s steadiness was absolute, as if emotions like panic or confusion had never existed in his genetic code. Mona’s jaw dropped. “Holy crap! Are they playing tennis or fighting to the death?” Adriana replied coolly, “It can be interpreted that way.” Mona leaned forward, eyes darting left and right across the court. “Who is that guy? He’s so ruthless! He’s not seriously trying to beat my idol, is he?” Adriana answered, unsure herself. “That’s Henry, an orthopedic surgeon from Light Hospital. He knows your idol.”