Novel & Cerita How Many Chaos Runes For Onyx

"I thought it had been destroyed." "It cannot be destroyed," Mercy answered. "It only waits." As everyone approached, the runes slowly awakened, one by one. Each represented a virtue: *Courage, Compassion, Wisdom, Hope, Mercy, Sacrifice, Love.* Finally... an eighth rune blazed brighter than all the others: *Harmony.* Aiden instinctively stepped backward as the rune pulsed, almost as though recognizing him. "No..." he whispered. "I'm just... a kid." The Moon Goddess smiled. "I know."

As he looked at the contenders on the other end of the arena, Sol knew this would be a long night, and whether he came out alive or not, he must do something to survive and save Sabrina. Fortunately, he was still wearing his coat and Chaos I was still stocked inside his coat. If he would activate Chaos I, then it would activate Alexandrei's mainframe, which would break a signed contract between the Laus and McConnells. He would survive, but he would face the elders for breaking the law. Otherwise, activating CHAOS I was a wrong choice in any way. 'Well, if this is for Sabrina, I'm ready to face everything. Let's survive first."

Only that he did. Heart thundering, he stalked into his war chamber. Castor found him there, standing over the ancient mirror embedded in the floor—a relic passed down by the Alpha Kings, able to show visions when blood was offered. Darian didn’t hesitate. He sliced his palm open with his claw, letting his blood sizzle against the silver runes. “Show me,” he growled. “Show me the one who is mine.” The mirror rippled like disturbed water. Shadows danced across the surface, then cleared.

There's still a long way to go. ... A great explosion occurred as the fighting parties clashed. One of the enemy copies had only 2 runes left after the clash, but the other one who was fighting the creatures had only 4 left. The opponent copies' runes were dimming though. But one of Phoenix's copies was gone along with the translucent Olmpha. The remaining copy of Phoenix's had just one rune left and that was the golden rune that was dimming. The translucent dragon had its tail cut off and even lost its horns but it still roared, ready to attack.

She takes a step back and stands in front of us as she unties the ribbon from her waist and holds it out for us with her palms open. "I, Luna Sabina of the Black Dessert Moon Pack, stand as witness to my mate and true Alpha Valerio of the Black Dessert Moon Pack as he transfers his heritage to his firstborn son and next true alpha Arsen of the Black Dessert Moon Pack." She speaks without pausing before looking up. Everyone else looks up after her. The moon that was once as white as snow darkens. The color of red forming. It won't be long before the moon is crimson red. I smile. If the moon had not changed, it would have been alarming.

Trix refused to roll her eyes at the obvious displeasure his voice held. Rexus was Sapphire born and despised Crimsons. More importantly he was a cold blooded killer, who took pride in his kill. The Crimson Princess and a few Crimson Knights would surely boost his fame and the stench of fear that would go well with his name. He gently took the princess’s soft hand in his rugged palms and kissed it. Her personal guards tensed, their leather coated hands on the hilt of their swords. Trix watch the exchange with curiosity, in a strange way wishing that they would start a fight. Her wish came through when Rexus slipped a ring from the princess’s hand and the sound of metal scraping against metal

the former Luna asks. " Yes, Luna, but one at a time. You all need to be quiet," he says, and before he can continue, Nalya goes past him, followed by my mother. I sigh and lean against the wall, waiting for them to see her. I notice Rhaegar talking to his son, Khai, the alpha of the Autumn Moon pack. The two seem to disagree, and he growls, leaving. I approach Alpha Rhaegar, and he glares at me.

“Do they work against Nightshade’s magic?” Kiyiya nodded, her hazel eyes serious. “They dampen the influence of dark forces, like the creatures you fought. The runes draw on the land’s pure spirits, countering corruption.” She hesitated, her gaze softening. “Aurora, I’d like to craft one for you. Your connection to the runes… it’s strong. A charm could protect you on your journey to Vaeloria Isle.” Aurora’s heart warmed at the offer, a sense of belonging stirring within her. “I’d be honored,” she said, her voice sincere. “Thank you, Kiyiya.”