Final Fantasy 8 Betrayal Sword 소설 & 이야기

It was Morgan. Somehow, somewhere, she had sunk her claws into him. And I didn’t have the time to wonder how deep the betrayal ran…or what he had given up for this twisted alliance...because the creatures were already upon us. I gripped the hilt of my sword, its weight familiar and grounding in my hand. It shimmered with ancient runes… it serves as a source of comfort, and now, my only shield against the chaos surging toward me. And I knew, deep down, this battle wasn’t just for survival.

The guard in the center burst out, “Lord Wolfe, we’re sorry! We won’t—” “Shut up,” I snapped, silencing him. “Would your ‘sorry’ fix anything if she had died? Would you still be crying like this over her corpse?” None of them could answer. I stared at them, disgust rising in my chest. It was time they learned what betrayal cost. I swung the sword once more, letting its hum settle the tension in my wrist. Then I stepped toward the guard on the far right. His eyes widened like a hunted animal. With deliberate slowness, I lowered the blade until the cold steel kissed the side of his neck.

he says without hesitation. “Why?” I repeat, but a chill licks up my spine as he takes a step forward, the metal of his sword shining in the blue-hued glow of the diamond still radiating through the temple. Behind me, the Goddess stands stoic and unseeing, her presence doing nothing to thwart that threat in front of me. The betrayal of a Beta is practically unheard of. It’s against everything our kind stands for. “I no longer follow your leadership,” he says as if in a trance.

To think that his master's sword will be pointing at her is something she would never imagine. "You don't have to do this." Amari was shaking. She was holding her sword and about to draw it. But her hand were shaking she can't do it---no she has to. Shakingly she drew her sword. The Aquarius relic replica sword, given by Alkhun. She just made a promise and she knew she have to hold on to it. "Very well. Defeat me and you win." After saying this nerom immediately disappeared out of thin air.

The only thing on Summers Hartley’s mind was revenge. Being a half-breed, she was born extremely weak and completely incapable of protecting herself or anyone, and that cost her. Her family was slaughtered, and her pack was reduced to ashes. As the Alpha heir to Silverguard pack, she swore to destroy the monsters responsible: the Bloodmoon pack. When the perfect chance for revenge arrives, she hides behind a new identity as the dying Alpha’s personal healer and enters the Bloodmoon pack. Every day she heals the pack, she has promised to destroy. Sworn to pay back the same hand, her mission is simple: poison the Alpha who murdered her people and, together with her uncle, destroy eve

Just watching. Watching me. Her betrayal still hadn’t sunk in. I’d trained beside her. Trusted her. Bleed with her. She had stood beside me when no one else did. And now she had delivered me to the wolves. Behind me, Alex cried out. I turned to see him fall to one knee, a claw gash across his side. Not fatal—but deep. One of the Fang stepped in for the kill. I reached him just in time, ramming my shoulder into the attacker’s spine. We fell in a tangle of claws and teeth. My blade lost. Hands on his throat. His hands on mine. He was stronger—but I was angrier.

The first wave of attack came like lightning. Azul, the warrior mercenary that Evals Redart often employed, was incredibly strong. However, his true ability lay in his speed. And so… ~WHOOSH!~ In an instant, he closed the distance between himself and his target, before the latter could even notice. He pulled out a sword from its scabbard, and the blade glowed blue, revealing the Mana that was locked within. Azul’s sword was enchanted—and that pretty much applied to the rest of his armor.

"Claudia! Your husband just called me. He said he'd kill me if I didn't tell him where you were. That man is deranged, I tell you! "No matter what he says, don't believe him. Who knows what Henry might do?" Susan, fearing that Claudia would find out she had betrayed her, quickly lied. Claudia, who had just been ready to leave with me, took a step forward and slapped me across the face. "Get lost! The farther, the better! I won't believe a single word you say!"

No one moves, no one says anything, not even Jarl. “The bond between Alpha Ragnar and Luna Katrina is legally established,” one of the elders who had been there since early in the morning says as he walks among them and opens the folders for them to see the content. “The alpha claimed and marked her as his mate, just as she did to him. There is also evidence that she is the true owner of Sofisthy and all the companies that belonged to her mother and were illegally taken from her.” Jarl looks puzzled at the documents. Those are the companies he had sold to Maite. Does she work with Shadowfang?

Seeming to catch his attention, August immediately turned back and went past Blaze and the others, approaching me. “Luc, let me hold onto that sword for a moment.” He demanded. SLAP. Suddenly, I slapped August’s hand away. “...Don’t touch me.” “““““…!?””””” The sword— no, Night Fury— spoke…!?