Half Face Blades Cardiac Spike Novels & Stories

I cursed in my mind. I'm still impressed on how he throw it. He knows it... Because it is a bladed card and that is not a typical or a common card that you can see anywhere. It's one of a kind. It has a silver thin-blade on it's sides and it can cut the skin of a anything, even anyone. I smirked. But still, Xeena. You must focus on the target, in the enemies. I moved hiddenly my hand to pick up my bladed cards to. If he wants us to fight with cards, then I'm in. This time, I picked up two cards. The first one has a blade and the second one has a poison. "Why are you smirking? Look, I'm not dead yet! " The purple-eyed said.

making a poker face she teases him with bigger eyes. "Zakira, I didn't say anything like that... she's just," his next words get gulped in his throat as excruciating pain takes him over. He gazes downward to see only half of the sword blade in front of his flat belly. Zakira's face comes up close to him. The remaining half of the sword goes inside. Two horns around the root of the sword blade dig hole in his belly. "Fear keeps our bones together...what if we lose it?" growls Zakira.

The violet veins beneath his skin throbbed dangerously, reacting to the spike of adrenaline cutting through his system. "If they force those scanners against my skin, the local frequency will trigger the micro-particulate silver," Rhys growled, his jaw clenching so hard a sharp line formed along his throat. "It’ll look like an acute cardiovascular rupture on their logs. A tragic pre-fight heart attack."

The second officer, an older man with gray at his temples, is already suspicious. "My partner just got a call," he says, reaching for his radio. "She's not responding." "She collapsed," I move toward him with urgency in my voice. "I think she's having a medical emergency. In the car." He's immediately distracted, immediately focused on his partner, and that's all the opening I need. The second blade is faster than the first, because there's no poison, just pure physics and precision. Straight into the carotid artery, and he's bleeding out before his brain can process what's happened.

It was stuck. Ray smiled faintly and activated spatial compression. The blade was forced downward, shoved straight into Kirk's stomach. The sheer toughness of a high-tier ability user was on full display. Even after all that, Kirk's esophagus hadn't torn. Impressive. Truly impressive. Ray finally stopped and waited to see if any toxic reaction would set in. Materials should always be used to their fullest.

I was there a split second later, but the sight stopped me cold. Kai was pinned to the floor like a butterfly on a collector's board. A silver spike, thicker than my forearm and easily six feet long, had driven through his left shoulder with the force of a falling skyscraper. It had sheared straight through muscle and bone, burying itself deep into the bedrock beneath. The metal was smoking, reacting violently with the ancient Lycan biology of his blood. The scent of burning flesh filled the small, circular room, choking and metallic. Kai’s face was a mask of grey, slick with sweat. His eyes were rolling back in his head, his body seizing in shock.

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A silver blade appears from nowhere, flashing in the dim light. And the reflection advances faster than I could have ever imagined. Too fast to block. Far too fast to dodge. A pain explodes in my chest, as the thing punches the air from my lungs. I hear ribs cracking under the force, as I stumble backwards from the impact. Tearing my eyes away from my reflection, I look down. My gaze falls on where the hilt of a silver dagger is buried deep in my heart. I look back at the shadow, but the face remains emotionless.

His breathlessness intensified, each inhalation becoming a laborious effort. Upon witnessing Blaze slump to the ground, Dexter hurriedly approached. Blaze's rapid, irregular heartbeat echoed in Dexter's ears, creating a disconcerting rhythm. "Judging by the pace of your blood flow and the way your heart is beating right now, you are currently experiencing a heart attack. It appears a blood clot has blocked your coronary arteries; you would be dead in eight minutes."

Samantha wined down to hear the lady out. Her face was covered by the hand of the lady in a blink of an eye, she could feel the pain on her face.