Guardian Relic 소설 & 이야기

My fingers instinctively reached for the pendant around my neck, clutching it tightly. I closed my eyes, focusing on the warmth I could feel building inside me. It started as a faint hum, a pulse of energy that swirled in my chest before spreading outward. When I opened my eyes, my necklace was glowing, casting a soft light that illuminated the room. “Damien, duck!” I shouted, my voice breaking through the chaos. He dropped to the ground just as a beam of light shot from the pendant, striking the Walker with a blinding intensity. The creature shrieked in pain, its form disintegrating into ash as the light consumed it.

After the call ended, they said, “We respectfully invite you to return, Mr. Rivers.” At that moment, the higher-ups of HQ and all the family heads in Metropolis joined in to request the guardian to return! In the hospital, Stephen lay on his bed. His body was completely paralyzed, and all he could do was stare at the empty ceiling above. Tears slid from the corners of his eyes. In a daze, he glanced out the window and saw a plane slowly passing by the blue sky outside. Under a bridge, a filthy and disheveled Simon fished a plastic bottle out of the river and calculated how much it was worth.

“Here, open this and wear it.” Andy takes the box and puts the ring on his index finger. The ring is plain, with a crown engraved on each side. At the front, there is the Blain family symbol of a roaring lion. Andy feels something strange throughout his body when he puts it on; he observes his wounds quickly healing, the blood stops flowing, and he feels his body getting stronger. The wounds heal in seconds! He feels his vision becoming very sharp and hears many faint conversations from various people. “That ring is a must-have for every heir of our family. Only the chosen ones can wear it. It is the key to all facilities and power.”

So she could wear them anytime. They didn’t waste any time and ran through the gates. As soon as they arrived there, the two fierce looking guards were already knocked out. With the amount of sleeping powder in the magnificent fireworks display, even the strangest warrior will be knocked out. But it seemed like Crystal and Oliver forgot one person. “Our guests are already leaving? The fireworks display is still on full display though. What’s the rush?” Oliver looked at Kian and the wings behind his back. I really couldn’t believe he’s also a dragon. Is that why he was able to conceal his powers?

"I don't understand you anymore. I took days out of my life, traveling through those dangerous hills and valleys just to see if you were alive, and you treat me like a criminal." She turned to leave, but then she paused and looked back at me one last time. "You might be the most loyal guard in the Silver Moon, Kaelen," she said, her voice echoing in the quiet hallway. "But that doesn't change the fact that you still have the blood of the Blackwood in your veins. Try to be as defensive as you want. Try to play the perfect guard. But you will always be one of us. Get that at the back of your mind."

That alone was irritating, but manageable even though I had no idea what that could mean for not only me but for Lyra as well. Then he added, “They brought something with them.” I felt the bond flicker…Lyra, somewhere down the hall, pausing mid-step. She felt it too, whatever this was. “What kind of something,” I asked slowly. The guard swallowed. “A relic, it's old.” The curse surged, unmistakably interested now and it was not hostile and definitely not afraid. It was exciting, more like waiting for what would happen at the next minute even though I had no idea what this meant.

But the big threat was the stone guardians – tall knight statues that unfolded from the floor like they were alive, eyes glowing blue with old spells, swinging magic swords that cut through the air that made my teeth ache. One charged straight at me, raising his blade high, but Marcus was faster, claws out as he ripped its head clean off in a spray of dust and rock. “Get the relic, Noah! I got this side!” he yelled over the noise, already turning to face two more that were closing in. More were coming though, and alarms were calling backup from all over the place, footsteps echoing from the halls outside. I grabbed for the crystal, my fingers closing around it just as a guardian body slammed

The Sword of Eclipse vibrated in my hands, releasing waves of silver and black energy that rippled across the clearing. The Guardian lowered himself onto one knee before me. "The three relics have answered one another." "The path to the Fourth Relic has begun to awaken." James watched from across the clearing, his crimson eyes burning with satisfaction. "Excellent." "This is exactly what I wanted." Wesley's eyes narrowed. "You planned this." James spread his arms. "I needed someone worthy enough to awaken the Sword." He smiled directly at me. "And you never disappoint, Emilia." Anger surged through me.

“But if we don’t reach him soon…” “He won’t be Lucian anymore.” A long silence. Then Cassian spoke. “Open it.” Ravik growled. “We don’t even know what lies beyond” Serena rose. “War.” And with that, she drew the relic found in the ruins the Harbinger Sigil, forged of moonsteel and bone. It hummed like a living star, drinking the darkness around it. The obsidian plates reacted instantly. CRACK. A fissure. Another.

Hayden was tired and not in the mood to deal with their stupidity again. "Welcome back," the more amicable guard said as he pulled up. "Where's the Alpha's daughter?" the brutish, sullen guard with dark hair asked. "She's in the back," Hayden replied. "And her father is waiting for us, so if you would open the gate, it would be greatly appreciated." The second guard rolled his eyes at his fellow guard and said, "I'll get it for you. We're glad you found Jessica and brought her home." "We all are," Hayden agreed.