Romans & histoires Flying Gamera

Holding him by the arm, I asked gritting with so much concern. “I’m fine.” He muttered casually removing my hand from his arm. “Don’t mind me, we still have to take care of that creature, whatever that is.” “What is that?” Soraya looked disgusted by the presence of such devil. “Diwata said it’s a winged-ghoul, some sort of a flying vampire than can sever its upper torso from its legs.” I replied basically telling her what Diwata just explained earlier. “What happened?” Idris groaned talking to Soraya.

James had already left, but the scene remained dead silent. Only Flying Eagle groaned in pain on the ground. Gasp! After a long time, the onlookers gasped. Who was Flying Eagle? He was the chief instructor of the Flying Eagle Special Forces. He had led the team on countless dangerous missions. Even so, he was defeated with just one move. “Did you see what happened?” “How did the Black Dragon attack?” “I think I saw it. He punched Flying Eagle’s chest like this.”

I’ve seen plenty of spiders in my days, but this thing was going to give me nightmares for the rest of my life! “Caesar! You’re up!” Kane’s mighty and powerful voice boomed. Chaze’s father quickly leaped high into the air and shifted into the biggest dark blue and white dragon I’ve ever seen! His roar shook the entire stadium as the spider adjusted itself on the orb. Gallant and Jackson soon shifted and were also colossal sized. Gallant was a giant octopus while Jackson was a nine tailed demon fox. The spider lunged at Gallant and tackled him into the stands, destroying a good portion of them. Jackson and Caesar took their fight elsewhere as Caesar chased Jackson over the stadium. Kane and R

He growls before commanding me to fly now unless I want to be condemned to the depths of Tartarus and made into a soulless creature. I tighten my arms against Luka as I flap my giant wings, rising us up above the soulless. The smog spreads quickly, trying to entangle us in it, but my wings send a powerful gust of wind as I take off into the air, sweeping the smog away from us.

My vision spins, but I push myself back up. I can’t stop now. The beast comes at me again. I close my eyes and dig deep. I feel the power inside me…the light, the fire, the part of me that’s growing stronger every day. I let it rise. My body lifts off the ground again, and this time, wings made of silver flames burst from my back. They shimmer like moonlight. I fly straight at the beast, dodging its claws and slamming a ball of fire into its head. It screams and stumbles, but still doesn’t fall.

These were biological siege weapons bred by the Fenrir Council—creatures of animated granite and ancient sorcery, weighing half a ton each, capable of flying at transonic speeds. "Starboard engine taking heat!" Marcus yelled, fighting the yoke as the plane banked hard to the left, narrowly avoiding a stream of acidic bile spewed by a gargoyle leader. "They're trying to melt the intake fans!" Jack stood in the cockpit doorway, scanning the swarm. There were at least fifty of them. A swarm of flying nightmares circling their prey.

As the day was ending, lights lit up from the buildings in the distant one by one. The bright lights were like stars to Camila, greeting her with a lovely evening. Behind the tall buildings was the sun resting magnificently while a flock of birds flew in the clear sky. She could see everything from the room where she was on the fifth floor of the mansion. She was standing by the window peeking through the side of the grey thick curtain. It was indeed a beautiful view, but she didn’t feel happy about it. No matter how hard she tried to admire the scenery that she could only see at such times, she till couldn’t smile. She felt exhausted, asking herself when would she be free like the birds.

Here I'm being saved, yet again, by a Drakon. The giant dragon lands near the Palace's front gates with a heavy thump. Seconds later, a lavender and blue-toned Phoenix also lands nearby. Lowering itself, the dragon opens its left wing, creating a ramp for me to dismount. I slide down, stumbling as my feet hit the puffy snow. My legs shake uncontrollably, my mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water trying to consume as much Oxygen as possible while riding the adrenaline rush as I observe the intimidating being before me. Its Godzilla-like body shape reminds me of Bahamut from the Final Fantasy franchise, gargoyle wings twice its corporal size, glowing blue spine spikes from head to tai

She walked ahead while I trailed behind her. . . . Natalie's P. O. V It was a mall, but it did have a lot of things that interested me, from the restaurant to the supermarket, to boutiques... Everything. But the one I especially took interest in was the gaming center. I spent a great deal of time there, trying out all the games. " No, no, no! Don't die! " Xander murmured. I smiled smugly. " How did you learn like this?" Xander's asked, turning to me.

And that was all I needed. I grabbed her chin, gently, but firmly. Forcing her to look at me. And when our eyes locked, I saw it again. That flicker. That soft, haunted thing that had no business being in her eyes now. That used to be just for me. I shouldn’t have touched her. I Shouldn’t have even wanted her right now. But I do want her. So I let my thumb drag across her bottom lip causing her to gasp. And just like that, I was hard.