Half Face Blades Cardiac Spike Novels & Stories

“Fucking shit!” the alarm in the new voice alerts me. I scent the air. Separating the different smell and lock in on Sebastian’s scent. It was mixed with blood and the pungent smell of silver. The heart monitor picks up, beeping loudly and sounding a warning. “Start CPR. He is going into cardiac arrest” someone shouts. Fear grips me. I didn’t need to be told who they were talking about. I am paralyzed and not because of my head wound. Something unfamiliar seizes me. Grips my heart refusing to let go.

" Dr. Chen showed me scans of my heart. A small foreign object was visible, attached to my cardiac muscle. "We detected it fifteen minutes ago during routine scan after Emily called. It's synthetic, emitting low-level electromagnetic pulses. If it's what Mr. Volkov claims, it's a timed device designed to cause catastrophic heart failure." "How long until it activates?" "Based on pulse frequency increase-thirty-seven minutes. Surgery takes minimum forty- five minutes." I looked at Emily, seeing her mother's flashback on her face. "Then you better work faster than minimum."

Rowan growled. Vane lunged. He didn't run; he flowed across the ground like a tidal wave of needles. A hundred silver spikes shot out from his center, aimed directly at Rowan’s chest. Rowan swung his blade, a arc of dark heat clashing with the liquid metal. The sound was like a car crash—high-pitched, grinding, and violent.

Leo and Toby were the stabilizers, their silver eyes fixed on mine with a trust that was both my greatest strength and my heaviest burden. In cardiology, a synchronized cardioversion is a delicate procedure. You deliver a shock of electricity that is timed perfectly to the R-wave of the cardiac cycle. If you hit the heart during its "vulnerable period," you trigger a lethal arrhythmia. If you hit it during the R-wave, you reset the rhythm to a normal sinus baseline. I wasn't looking at a monitor. I was looking at the pulse of the mountain. The silver-veined quartz in the floor was glowing with a frantic, irregular rhythm: a jagged, stuttering light that showed the Palace was in Ventricular F

The heavy scrap-blade in her right hand remained rock-steady, the edge positioned exactly two inches beneath Vance’s left jawline, right where the synthetic green-lit data-ports were still sparking violently from the kinetic shockwave of my Void-marrow spike. Vance didn't move a muscle. His chest heaved slowly beneath his frozen black zinc-weave duster, his cold eyes darting from the three-foot shard of obsidian marrow cutting through the dirt between his boots to the massive, slavering snout of the three-ton Alpha wolf hovering right above his shoulder.

even though I couldn’t see his face, I could tell he was growling through clenched teeth. Blake flung his hands in the air and shook his head. “Fine! You don’t want to go too close to the spine, it’s better to go closer to the side where the space between the ribs is wider. Of course, this way you also have to go through the lung, but even if you don’t reach the heart, a punctured lung will slow your opponent significantly.” “And it would be beneficial if I could access my claws without fully shifting to do that,” I sighed.

Felix took that opportunity to run but he got caught easily again. Blade slapped him hard imprinting five fingers mark on Felix face Felix spat out blood and his gaze turned sinister Blade smirked, “do you think you can fight me……,” his words were caught off when a heavy metal hit his face, dislocating half of his face structure. Felix looked down on Blade, “because you have power, do you think I'm an easy prey," Felix asked his voice cold. It took Blade minutes to recover and his wounds to heal, his gaze turned black, his fangs elongating and his real self revealing

He snarled at me. I had no time to register the threat before he slashed the blade across my face, cutting deeply into my flesh. A loud, piercing scream escaped my throat as I felt the blade shred through my skin. He carved a crescent shape around my left eye, almost damaging my eye in the process as the blade sliced open my eyelid. My pained scream turned into a viscous, bloodthirsty roar right before my mind spaced out into oblivion. There, I only felt peace and serenity as I felt like I was floating through time and empty space.

Not wanting to show the ghastly gash and the pain that emanates from it, I only but grunt on grind on my teeth. Then I spin to my left to face the man again. He only but laughs in an awful cackle at me. Then in… One… Two… Three… I step that one required step forward and drive the blade straight through his chest. The moment that the blade makes an impact and pierces into his skin, he grabs onto it with both hands. The blade drives through the skin of his palms and leaves a gaping wound from where blood is streaming from. And as the blood comes trickling down his chest where the blade is making a smooth entrance, I drive it deeper and deeper, crashing right through his bones and making that m

The edge of the blade flickered with bone-piercing cold light, and blue rays of light swirled around it like dragons and snakes. "Buzz As soon as the handleless blade appeared, the whole space seemed to be shocked, and the overwhelming explosive power was released to the extreme. Even though the blond-haired young man had always been arrogant and was only slightly shocked by Zephyr Khan, when he saw the Violent Wind Lightning Blade, his face finally began to change. Even such a proud guy could show such an expression, let alone Sikong Jiuzhi. At this moment, Sikong Jiuzhi was completely shocked and looked at Zephyr Khan as if he had seen a ghost. He did not expect that Zephyr Khan would emit