Fourth Wing Recap Before Onyx Storm 소설 & 이야기

In a second, he feels something is stomping his chest and he falls in an incredible speed. Before he knows it, he has hit the ground and an arrow is shoved to his face. What stomps his chest is that girl’s leg. Onyx widens his eyes; a pair of golden wings is sparkling in the air. Cain’s judgment was right. That golden wind is hiding a bow because right now she’s pulling an arrow with her bow towards Onyx.

Like something inside her had decided: No survivors. One Winged creature launched toward the sky, trying to flee over the roofs. Nyra followed. She rose, golden wings cutting the air like blades, and caught up in seconds. She slammed into it mid-flight. They tumbled. Nyra recovered first, always first, wings snapping open to stabilise her, and she drove the fleeing creature downward with her body like a spear. They crashed onto a roof. Tiles exploded. The Winged creature screamed. Nyra ripped its throat out. Black blood sprayed across broken tiles.

‘You favour the boy too much Solaris,’ Avon appeared behind her. ‘What are you trying to suggest Avon?’ She challenged. ‘It is the boy that needs to be reminded of his place.’ Storm crossed the room, the members either side of me scattered. ‘I know my place Storm, you should remember yours.’ I said. ‘No one has ever seen you draw your wings, how can you fight for her majesty.’ He spat. ‘What I choose not to do has nothing to do with you.’ Storm stepped back and pulled out the sword from his side. I rose and held his gaze. He pointed the blade at my throat. I kept my face from my mother.

Onyx waved his hand and slipped it inside his pocket. "You f*ucking w*hore!" Owen yelled, and Onyx's head shot back at him. Onyx's eyes darkened as he trembled with wrath. "Say that again! I dare you!" His chest shuddered with wrath as he growled. Not a single word came out of Owen's mouth as he started trembling in fear starting into Onyx's haunting eyes. Ophelia was shocked beyond words at Onyx's reaction and all she could do was let Onyx drag her to the elevator. Ophelia didn't realize she was staring at Onyx until he looked down at her and she cleared her throat. She took a step away from his arm, and his grip on her waist loosened.

There was no sky. Only smoke. And ash. Long stirred beneath a blanket of melted snow and broken stone, every inch of her body screaming in protest. Her wings were half-buried in the rubble, her left arm bent at an unnatural angle, and her breathing shallow and hot. She was alive. But barely. The last thing she remembered was the Sovereign’s Warden—towering, frost-forged, and silent—raising its blade toward Steve. She had launched herself with everything she had left, igniting her second flame core in a final blaze meant to destroy them both.

Together, they descended upon their target, their eyes locked onto the building ahead, where the intense sounds of chaos and destruction reverberated inside like the depths of World War Four. They knew it was Raven! Fighting her way through the enemy to reach her children. The building was being torn apart from within, and then it crumbled, imploding in a cloud of dust and debris. That's when they saw her - Raven's massive form took flight, her size awe-inspiring, almost twice that of Niklaus. Her eyes blazed like flames of fire, her fury and power radiating like an unstoppable Titan. She soared past them, her wings beating the air with a deafening roar. Niklaus's heart skipped a beat as he

"But I learned that it's a forge. And I'm going to melt you back into the sand you came from!" Beside us, the battle was a chaotic ballet of feathers and steel. Kael and Silas were fighting the winged warriors, their movements aided by the lower gravity of this ancient world. But the shock came when the winged warriors stopped attacking Eryx. Instead, they landed and knelt. "The First Alpha," one of them whispered, looking at Eryx’s violet-burning sword. "The prophecy of the Return is fulfilled." Hespera screamed in rage as she saw her army falter. "He is an impostor! A fragment of a broken timeline!"

My mind calmed reason and logic won over rage. “Enough,” I yelled across the bloody battlefield. All eyes were on me as my voice resonated with each of them. “Take a knee and pledge yourself again to Father and Mother, and I will spare you. If you continue with this rebellion, I will end you.” I searched for Michael and spotted him across the battlefield. I locked my eyes with his. He was covered in the blood of his brothers and sisters. He nodded at me and urged me to continue. At least 300 fallen from our swords and with at least another few hundred still standing. The savagery of what we did to these fallen would burn into our very souls. Their broken and bloody bodies laying there torn a

“We have to split. – Aiden intercepts worriedly – There’s no one out back.” “I know. – Thea retorts – Take as many as you want. We’ll be fine here.” She smiles reassuringly, getting a nod in response before Aiden gestures at a bunch of warriors to follow him. As the King’s army splits and gets ready for their enemies’ arrival, Onyx sprints through the woods in search of the very person responsible for all of this – Cornelia. Hopefully, once the witch dies, her army will disperse. Hopefully… But killing the witch is not the only reason why Onyx decided to deal with the witch himself. He doesn’t want to give that vile woman a chance to get close to his little queen.

Zachary glanced at me. Instead of getting mad, he scrutinized me apathetically. Wynnie, who was beside him, suddenly said, "Mr. Lowe, Yas has shown talent as a pilot since she was young. She got her license when she was 18. At 22, she has already outperformed many experienced pilots. She's made it this far through her own efforts." Wynnie's voice was as gentle as her smile in the photo from 20 years ago.