Halo Forerunners Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Four.” The lives of innocent people are on the line. “Three.” The honor of every warrior on both sides is riding on the defeat of one pack and the victory of the other. “Two.” The outcome from today's events would either clear a path to my revenge or be the driving point to my downfall. “One…” “Wait!” I paused in my words and we all turned out heads to the young warrior who stood 3 feet away from us. Sweat covered his skin and heavy pants fell from his lips. He’s one of the warriors we left behind at the pack.

Eliaz , Cynthia and Henry had ruined our lives and had been sabotaging us for the longest time, and now, they got their revenge, in the most quickest way possible. Don't get me wrong, I was super glad that things had finally settled, but I couldn't help but feel bad for them. Maybe if they'd gotten a little more time, they would have turned over a new leaf. Fredrick said the chances were dangerously low, but a girl could only dream. “New mummy?” A young boy's call was all it took to pull me out of my thoughts. I blinked back, just to come face to face with Halo running towards me, a small smile on his lips. “There you are. I've been looking everywhere for you.”

The world was silent, as if isolated from the mortal realm. Carl stopped walking and slowly raised his eyes, his pitch-black pupils suddenly sharpening as he gazed at the gray sky. To ordinary eyes, the sky still looked as it should in the morning—mist swirling, the first light of dawn faintly shining. But in his vision, an invisible Rule Halo was slowly gathering above the firmament. That halo was neither gold nor white, without substance or form, yet it contained a vast and overwhelming pressure that could suppress all ages and rule all things. It held no emotion, no warmth, cold as eternal ice, pressing down heavily upon him from above.

The Descent. Dawn broke not with light, but with fog. Heavy and unmoving, it settled over the landing strip where Aria, Jerry, Helena, Isabelle, and Echo Team stood, dressed in matte-black combat gear. No one spoke. Each carried only what they needed, compressed pulse rifles, neural inhibitors, and embedded comms. Argos, now deployed through a custom bipedal drone with sleek silver plating and glowing cyan optics, hovered silently behind them. Helena adjusted her gloves, her gaze distant.

Zara’s P.O.V The night should have ended in triumph. Instead, it trembled on the edge of chaos. The courtyard of the Bloodmoon Fortress still echoed with chants of celebration. Torches blazed, their flames dancing beneath the full moon as warriors knelt in allegiance. “Hail the Luna!” The words rippled through the air, reverent and fierce. I stood at the center of the sacred dais, the silver runes beneath my feet fading slowly into stone. The crescent flame at my collarbone glowed softly—no longer a burden, but a symbol of my ascension.

Just then, a brilliantly-colored barrier of light appeared around Wilbur. He stood in the middle of this barrier, completely unmoving. The terrifying Halo of Death struck the barrier, and Maddox let out a crazed laugh. No power could withstand the Halo of Death. It was the God of Darkness' ultimate move, powerful enough to destroy any living being and send their soul to feed the God of Darkness. However, Maddox's smile froze the very next instant. The light shooting out of Halo of Death was completely absorbed by Wilbur's Dragon's Safehaven without even causing the slightest of ripples.

“Rush over to the golden light halo in the center. Stay in there for now, and don’t come out.” Brielle nodded in response. While their opponents were distracted, she quickly seized the opportunity and dashed as fast as she could to the halo in the center. James likewise immediately dashed to a white halo. The magical energy emitted by the white halo suffused his body and improved his strength. Lucifer, Feb, and Qusai followed suit and rushed toward the other halos in the arena. “Hold on, all of you!” Maveth bellowed furiously, “We haven’t even settled the rules yet. How can you guys claim the halos while we’re still discussing?!”

NIGHT. HALO engages night and heat vision, watching the mercenaries become red figures against the intense brightness of the night-vision in his optics. He unholsters then raises his rifle, and a light sound of metal emanates as he disperses one of the quarter-sized disks. It falls in the centre of the enclosure, and one mercenary looks down. Shining his flashlight on the ground. He sees it, grows alarmed as his head tilts in confusion, but he picks it up and sticks it in his pocket.

He said to Astrid who said that to the rest of her team. It was a blur to be honest, Malakai left the hiding place and could see Elijah. Astrid and her team shot at the enemy to buy time for Malakai to get close. He was able to and when he was beside Elijah, he raised his gun to his head. Namjoon didn't see him coming and suddenly felt cold metal press to his head. He smirked as he knew it was Malakai, always the stealth.