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Yuri, you go first…” “Master… “ He said bowing briskly. “I will take The Golden Team and attack the Golden Shifters. Our aim is simple; we will get hold of the opponent and stab them with an amethyst needle and hand them to the Fire Team…” “Aaron…” “My team will lead the defeated Golden Shifters to the Fire Cube. We have designed special costumes embedded with stevia. I have also prepared brooms of stevia stalks…” I burst out laughing at this. I just couldn’t help myself from visualizing the Golden Shifters being driven by brooms. Alex was trying hard to retain a straight expression too. I knew he had done this deliberately. He could have made anything but a broom…. Master glared at me and s

But Frost gestures for them to stand down, clasping arms warmly in greeting. "Well met, brothers. I have returned, and bring glad tidings." He turns, beckoning us forward. "This is Scar, the last dragon bonded to Lena. And his second in command, Hermes. They come as allies this day." Wonderment reflects on the weathered faces studying us. I exchange subtle nods with the bald, muscle-clad warrior who steps forward - Flint, Frost's second-in-command if I recall. His steely gaze promises thorough scrutiny, but I detect no overt hostility from any. Frost's word holds weight here.

He had no choice but to use it; one of Frostcalibur’s abilities. Arth took a deep breath and held the sword with both hands, pointing downward. “I call for Azura’s path to open, and let your sleeping souls awaken.” After a year of pain in reading books about the Frostcalibur’s nature and power, Arth had still learned a few of its abilities by tracing it back to the Adentus who had given it to the humans; Azura, Supreme Deus of the Underworld. As white mist surrounded Frostcalibur, Arth drove its point through the ground and cast, “Hiems Aeterna!”

"Will enforce the will of a Council whose authority is now in question? I think not, Lord Vexan." Around us, the crystalline dust from the fountain began to rise, forming intricate patterns in the air. I could sense the ancient systems of New Nova responding to our completed binding, recognising something they had been programmed to seek centuries ago. "The Acknowledgment," Lady Arinna breathed, her markings pulsing with awe. "It's beginning." Costa and I moved as one, instinctively stepping to the centre of the patterns forming around us. Our transformed bodies knew what to do even if our conscious minds did not fully understand.

I didn't need a soothsayer to know who they were. They were the beastly Sona wolf. “Long time no see, Krazy.” They all chorused then their eyes fell on Summer who was in my arms. They walked closer, their eyes not leaving her body. “Our Luna.” Then said In unison again, more to myself and my warriors' surprise. “Your Luna?”

Only the Alpha and Luna could destroy them. The Luna was weak, but she fought. For her baby. For their lives. The war ended, but not without cost. Lyra had to let go of many things. She concealed Snow’s powers. Hid her scent. Suppressed everything. But somehow… they had started to emerge. How? No one knew. Snow didn’t know who she truly was. But he did. Ace sighed, staring out the window. It was too much for someone like her. She was still young. Inexperienced. And the war ahead would be brutal.

She presses on Frost’s abdomen like a doctor searching for something swollen or out of place, and her gaze goes unfocused. “The new shadows are fighting for dominance with Frost’s natural shadows—the ones he was born with. It’s not so much that he’s overwhelmed by the number, but that the newly and violently arrived shadows are determined to destroy the old rather than integrate into his natural magical system.” She falls silent, still staring at the far wall. Her fingers continue to probe Frost’s skin, and every few seconds, she lifts her palm and makes a motion like she’s pushing something out of the way. As she works, the shadows that have clawed up her arm and shoulders begin to seep dow

Gosh I almost lost it back there, Nora is so annoying! Mom words popped up on my head. •Be careful Zara. Do not get into trouble• I sighed and bit my lower lip, I was about to twist the door knob and leave when I heard footsteps. I turned gently to see the blue haired cutie stepping out from a door. The upper buttons of his shirt are opened, showing his chest. Waiting a sec......what was he doing here?. This is a female restroom. As soon as I thought of that, the sassy queen bee stepped out of the same door Negan came out from.

The goddess had followed me—and she wasn’t alone. Above us, the sky bled silver. From the heart of the Gate, beings spilled out—creatures sculpted from nightmare and memory. The Forgotten, reborn in this world. Twisted shapes cloaked in dusk, eyes glowing with truths mortals were never meant to see. Nyra stood at the edge of the battlefield, her frostcloak torn, blood staining her cheek. “They’re here,” she yelled. “And they brought the storm!” Beside her, Lys emerged from the trees, spectral and glowing. The remaining shard of the Luna Star hovered above her palm, pulsing in sync with my heartbeat.

"I have to stay here. My energy keeps this rift sealed. If I leave, or if I get emotional... the ice breaks." Nova looked at the vortex. She felt its hunger. "You are tired," Nova said, looking at Liam’s fading aura. "You are running out of fuel." "I am old, Nova. The Element is eternal, but my body is not." "Then let me help," Nova stepped back. She took off her gloves. She threw them into the snow. "Nova, no!" Ash yelled, trying to step forward, but an invisible wall stopped him. "Stay back, Ash," Nova commanded gently. "This is family business."