Fairy Tail Strike Back の小説・ストーリー

With resolve burning in her chest, Sirena pulled out her phone and quickly typed a message to someone. “It’s time to strike back.” ***

This day is coming. With his sword flashing before him, Fabian moved in beside me and struck with great intensity. They battled each other with their swords, causing the rogue leader to repel his magic and pushing him back in time. With every hit, the rogue leader experienced a slight decrease in strength. Although he had an incredible dark side, it wasn't unstoppable. Not against us.

“That’s it. Give me a fight worthy of memory.” I kicked off the wall and spun, slashing him across the chest. Blood sprayed. He grunted, stumbled, but caught himself and snarled, his claws glowing red with death magic. He came for me again, and this time I let him. I ducked under the first strike, slammed my elbow into his ribs, and followed it with a blast of telekinetic force that sent him flying backward. He hit the wall hard, bricks cracking from the impact, but he laughed again.

Watch out for “Striking Blow.” (Strike Zone Book #2) This is Pearl and Antonio’s story. Filled with international intrigue and subterfuge. Striking Blow Colombo. Sri Lanka. Pearl needed directions—a map—a freaking GPS back to herself. Finding her worth again meant starting with a physical transformation. For starters, the blonde princess staring back at her in the mirror wasn’t real, and it was time to pack “socialite barbie” away in a dark drawer; time to step away from the two-hundred-dollar haircut and her designer lifestyle.

Matthew’s complexion turned ghostly pale in his fear as he turned to look. Fane’s attack was far more powerful than before, and the speed of his attack was too fast. Fane had caught up to him within moments and was obviously faster than him. “Fire Phoenix Strike!” Realizing that Fane was dangerously close, he had no other choice as he turned and injected his Chi into the ultimate-grade spiritual tool in his hands before blasting him with his sword. Several others within the range of attack also stopped and unleashed their attacks.

He turned back to the building and stretched out his sword again. He was finally ready to decapitate whatever was left of the school building. Just when he was about to launch the strike, all of a sudden the armored man appeared in front of him again. But this time his back was facing the Yaksha. Yaksha’s hands were already in motion by now. The air split in half from the intensity of the strike. Even if Yaksha wanted to stop the strike himself, it was impossible. ~BOOOOOMMMM~

Each strike carried the weight of our determination, a testament to our unwavering resolve. But the cloaked figure was no ordinary foe. Their strength seemed boundless, their movements as swift as the wind. They laughed, a chilling sound that echoed through the trees. "You cannot defeat me! The curse is mine to control!" A surge of anger coursed through me, pushing me beyond my limits. I channeled that anger into my strikes, my blows growing more precise and powerful. Gabriel fought by my side, our synergy a testament to our shared purpose. As we pushed back the cloaked figure, a glimmer of fear flickered in their eyes. "No... this cannot be! You are mere mortals!"

"Then let’s end this. Together." --- The Final Strike The groups launched a coordinated attack, each using their strengths. Ryan summoned a barrier of light to protect the others, while Logan and Nathan combined their fire and shadow magic to create a devastating blast. Mia and Elena used their powers to immobilize the serpent, giving Anna the chance to strike the final blow. She raised the artifact, its energy coursing through her, and brought it down on the serpent’s head. The creature let out an ear-splitting roar before disintegrating into a cloud of ash.

Kian growled and I knew he wanted to turn around. "Kian on three." I murmured, that would give me enough time to jump off his back. "Three!" I shouted. I did a backflip, landing on my feet, drawing my sword and slicing the head of one of the fae straight off. I blasted another back with my hand before appearing before him in a flash. He knocked me back, the ground trembling and roots erupted from the ground, wrapping around my entire body and slamming me to the ground brutally. Pain spasmed up my back, knocking the breath from me.

Sienna continued to beg, tears running down the corner of her face, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. Sienna fought against Ezra, kicking her legs when he tried to take off her pants. A hard slap flew across Sienna's face and she yelped out in agony. In a brutal thrust, Ezra slammed into Sienna. Each slide into her made her feel disgusted as Ezra continued to moan in her ear.