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They were also Raven Shifters, making them even more special in the Fafner Kingdom since 90% of our country's inhabitants hand four legs and no wings. I raised my hand and gathered a small amount of warmth around my palm and fingers, creating a thin glove of flames that I pressed against my brother. I splayed my fingers and wiggled them through his fur, adding a little pressure when I finally reached the roots and the heat of his skin. Staring at the dancing flames that harmlessly brushed by his dark brown pelt, I focused on my connection to my twin, envisioning a bridge in my mind that connected me to him.

A smudge was cleaned from the cheek. I understood it. That idea of holding something sharp, not to swing it, but to remind the world you could. That’s what this entire month had felt like. Jane, the chaos, the manipulation, every line she crossed, every boundary she ignored. But I hadn’t fought back with fire. I didn’t need to. I’d held the line. Called for help when it counted. Protected what mattered. Defense, not destruction. It hit me, all at once, watching Micah finish the sword’s hilt with little flicks of a silver gel pen: I’d carried my sword this whole time. I just never had to swing it.

But speaking of which, she asked, "How in the world is he able to carry the wings then if they weigh as much as you said?" "His real power, of course." He pointed up for her to watch. Megan looked just then and saw that after a while of the drone assault, Adolf's wings had begun to glow very bright as the rainbow waves weren't just at the edges now but running erratic throughout the surfaces; and then, he released them.

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As she bid farewell to her teacher and her classmates (in her mind), Amy started her journey towards the direction of the City of Wings. It was a smooth walk in the evening breeze. On her way she looked up to the sky to notice a peculiar bird flying above her because of its uniqueness, it had four wings and a twin tail. A leg was hanging down as if it was injured and what seemed to be a drop of blood, dripped down from its leg and fell right in front of her. Amy thought," What a poor beast.", as it flew away.

To everyone still enjoying this series, I thank you for your kindness. Your time. Your consideration for my stories. Weaving all these tales for you has been nothing short of a blessing. You are my greatest achievement and I applaud you for keeping up with my (sometimes) horrible writing habits. I want to tell you about the next book... the second last one in the series. Her Original Wolf. Unlike the previous three, this one will not be a reverse harem. But still spicy. This will be the book that defines the lore. The Origin Story of the Moon Goddess and how the wolves came to be.

“Don’t act like you don’t want him.” “I…shut up.” I covered my face. “Stop reading my hormones.” She laughed. “Okay but honestly…who do you like? Out of the four.” I pouted. “I don’t know. And I don’t want to choose. Would I be a hoe if I wanted all four?” She laughed… then stopped. “You’re serious.” I nodded slowly. “I want all of them.” Silence. Then she whispered, “You’re trying to start a war..”

" I opened up the file. "There was no QAR data corresponding to 120 flight hours in Yasmin's record. After retrieving the airlines' server logs, it was found that the data of these 120 hours was uploaded all at once, 48 hours before the application. "The IP address indicated that the files were uploaded from Zach Airways' management." I handed the printed copies of the screenshots to the disciplinary inspection team. Mike took them, glanced at them, and arched an eyebrow. Everyone in the room fell silent.

The second half of the foundation reception was a closed demonstration for the new autonomous wingman project. Julian stood at the presentation platform, briefing the board and military representatives on the cooperative control system. When the flight-adaptation segment began, he handed me the remote terminal and said quietly, "This part is yours." I looked at him. He stepped aside and gave me the floor.

They understood what I was doing at once and immediately launched an attack down the left wing. Ian's face changed drastically when he saw this, as he desperately tried to get back on defense. However, our formation was already fully deployed by then, completely blocking his path. The first period ended with us leading 2-0. The second and third periods of the game only grew more intense. I dribbled into the box. Ian roared as he charged at me, trying to ram me into the barrier. In the past, I would have deliberately avoided him just to avoid injuring him. But this time, I didn't back down at all.