Novel & Cerita How Did Escanor Die

Isla screamed, crying, as she made to crawl to her. Slowly she stopped breathing. "Pass her out to the public" Dante ordered. ************* It has been hours since the chaos had unleashed the news, the internet is on fire. "This is so terrifying… Estelle, Mr Scott's wife was found dead, in her very own pool of blood In front of the SCOTT'S mansion" The reporter said and just then the scene of Estelle's body was on blurry display on the screen. There were soldiers and the FBI already crowding the place.

I needed to act fast so I acted like he was a long-time friend, “Hello guys, I'm here to see Scorpion, is he in?” “Why do you seek him?” One of them asked me “We discussed business 4 days ago and today is the day we carry it out”. The one who questioned me heaved a sigh, “Black Scorpion is dead”. I acted shocked by the news so it looked like it was the first time I heard it. “How did this happen? This is shocking” “Well, he was murdered here but I believe it was done by a woman he recently did a job for. You should leave now so that the police don't catch you here”.

What I could see was everyone I’d ever cared about and the way they had died. It showed my grandmother sick in her bed. Duchess Christine in the end days of the Scorage. Duey being strangled. Then there were the others: Catherine being stabbed in battle. Aryk being hanged from a tree. Rose dying in a prison cell. Abby… Abby dead in her bed, still very much pregnant. “No,” I whispered. Then louder, “No!” Finally, I shouted, “NO! THIS ISN’T HOW IT ENDS!” “Oh, but it is,” a voice said from behind. Duey, and I spun around to see a beautiful woman standing in the middle of the room. “It’s been correct so far,” she came closer to us. “Right, Dupont?”

"You're welcome, brother. Lest I forget, I got accepted to study psychology in a college." "That's good. Finally, you listened to me." My other phone began ringing, interrupting our conversation. "Goodnight, Owen." He must have heard my other phone. I put the call through. "Scar, is there a problem?" "Eve is dead." "Damn!" "She was found in her apartment, a bullet in the middle of her forehead. Owen, the enemy is closer than we think." "Scar, meeting by six am tomorrow. Eric and Marco must be present."

He never could have dreamed of provoking Donn Lawrence, the man who topped Skyrank! Was he not supposed to have been killed three years ago, at the battle of the South Sea? To think that the freak survived! Frank glanced at him. Scarless Gorm recognized him, and that meant death. He beckoned at Hans, who nodded and swung his blade. And with that, it was another name lost from Earthrank. With that, Frank turned to leave, his hands clasped behind his back. "Keep it clean." "Understood." Hans nodded repeatedly. -

CHAPTER EIGHT Ethan’s POV We gave our last respect to Agent Viper before placing his coffin in the car. He died last night after capturing the notorious leader of a kidnap for ransom group. A single shot in his head ended his life. I tapped the back of Agent Scorpion, his partner. “I don't know how I could give this letter to his wife.” He said in a hoarse voice. “We will never be ready for that.” I sighed.

She could surely get into a big fight with Alvin and his giant buddy and manage to weaken them to the extent to make Alvin run even if they caught her in the end; but the fact that they were armed was a big NO to her plans. Nora closed her eyes sometime after they went outside the hotel and prayed for a miracle to happen. And it seemed to happen because Alvin suddenly ran back into the hotel with the giant Soldier chasing after him. He was just a few yards away from Alvin when a bullet missed Alvin's ears since Nora had quickly ran to push him away from the Soldier. That was how the giant Scorpion Soldier lost his life. **** (The present)

I’d not noticed her sat at the table, for she had shrunk down in her seat to avoid the glares of the other werewolves. ‘Luna?’ I mindlinked to Ares. ‘Scillian died.’ His throat bobbed. ‘Nazte killed him.’ I was still reeling from that revelation as disgruntled mumbles broke out around the table. “A Greyhide wolf?” someone muttered, too loudly to be intended to go unheard.

" Jordan thought Tristan wouldn't believe him, so he pulled out his phone to show the picture. Tristan grabbed the phone and slammed it to the ground. The screen cracked. "Tristan?" "Get out!" Jordan, bewildered, didn't understand what had triggered Tristan. He picked up the phone and ran off. The others exchanged awkward glances. "Tristan, maybe you should call Esther. It could just be someone who looks like her." Tristan held his phone but suppressed the urge to call her. The image of Esther holding hands with that man from the reunion flashed in his mind, and his heart suddenly felt empty.

The assassin sprints forward with great speed, his palm violently clamps around Soren’s wrist and pulls him out of the dead man's grasp, drawing him to his arms while Scar's body plummets, falling from the seventh floor and hitting the concrete ground with a hard thud. “It's okay. You're okay.” Theon whispers in Soren's ear, stroking his hair while Soren lets out strangled sobs of fear and pain, holding onto the alpha like his life depends on it. “He's dead now; you're safe with me.” Theon hushes again, placing a gentle kiss at the top of Soren's head, and Soren turns to look out the window to see Scar lying lifelessly with his eyes widened open and drowning in his flood of blood.