Romans & histoires Kh1 Blazing Stone

He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.” “Ai.” JD-hyung muttered as he nodded and shook his hand. Then finally, he turned to Sean-hyung with a smile I can’t explain. Sean-hyung spoke. “Mist of Dark Knight, 18. Number one in handling arnis, chako and sword. The intelligence officer who has contacts anywhere you go. Sean Madrigal but call me Sean. Stargazer and Polaris’s cook.” He stopped and smiled. But instead of shaking his hand, JD-hyung pulled Sean-h

The air crackled with anticipation as the battlefield became our shared hunting ground. Without warning, Zack lunged at me with a lightning-fast speed, his claws extended to rend and tear. Instinctively, I dodged his attack, my agility matching his own. We moved in a deadly dance, our bodies twisting and turning, each strike and parry filled with lethal intent. I swiped at Zack with my powerful claws, but he countered with a swift dodge, retaliating with a series of ferocious bites. The clash of our fangs and the sound of our growls echoed through the night, blending with the wind that whispered through the trees.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

My throat tightened. I looked at the strange shimmer in front of us and stepped closer, slowly, careful not to touch it. “Keilah,” I whispered, hoping, praying, begging. Nothing. The silence was worse than death. Aaron sighed and pulled out a crystal wrapped in thorns. “This is a bloodstone. It responds to memory. To intend. I can use it to guide us closer—but it won’t show the full path unless her soul calls back.” “Then she better start calling,” I muttered, even though I knew… I knew she couldn’t.

A heartbeat later, Silas triggered the slingstones. Hidden cords snapped loose in the dark. Two heavy stones came whipping down behind the beast and smashed into the cliff face with a burst of sparks and broken shale. The impact echoed through the basin. Startled, the Stalker jerked again, now cutting away from the rear path too. I lit the resin braziers with flint and steel. Fire crawled up the shallow bowls in two sudden bursts, low and bright, and bitter smoke rolled over the narrower exits. The nearest female Stalker recoiled with a violent hiss. The wounded male pulled back too, lips peeling away from its teeth.

It looked like a halberd, but shorter, with a polished wood handle, and engraved from top to bottom. The spike and axe were made of a bluish material that shone brightly in the sun. Nio thought for a moment that the glow of the weapon was very similar to the glow of the leaves of the tree he had created last night. But that thought was soon forgotten. The goblin just stood there, silent, with no indication that he intended to move out of their way. Shieena leaned closer to Nio and whispered: “Be careful. This goblin is the war chief of the

Kayhan commanded, his voice cold as ice as he pointed a gloved finger toward the towering metal beast. Zaahir and Maalek whimpered, their massive, burning bodies shrinking down, compressing into smaller, pathetic forms as they frantically scrambled up and crawled deep inside the dark, claustrophobic belly of the bronze statue. The heavy metal door slammed shut behind them with a definitive, echoing clank. Kayhan stepped forward, his eyes flashing a dangerous emerald green. He slammed both palms against the base of the structure, channeling a torrent of his green shadow magic directly into the metal. The bronze instantly began to glow, turning a violent, cherry-red heat from the bottom up.

“Impossible…” Kael’s voice came out distorted, layered with something ancient. “You’ve fought Alphas. But never me.” Lightning flared overhead. For a split second, Khaenat saw something in Kael’s burning eyes — not just fury, but the ghost of something divine. Kael lunged again, ramming him through a shattered wall. The impact sent both tumbling into the dirt, a blur of claws, fangs, and snarling chaos. Every strike shook the ruins apart.

Khalid had crossed into her circle, wearing that damned Adio hunter’s talisman and holding a silver khopesh. “You forgot the hunter, bitch!” Khalid scoffed, swinging the curved blade separating her head from her shoulders. As her head rolled across the roof, the candles went out. I watched her head as it stopped just at the roof’s edge. “I’m really sick of people forgetting I’m here and a trained hunter.” Khalid huffed, spitting on her body before removing his talisman. “You’re welcome, by the way. Now let’s burn this witch and return to my sister.” Khalid suggested walking to grab her head.

Suddenly, a large amount of Qi entered Partridge Chai Bing’s body; like a sponge, he soaked up the Divine Stones around the room. “He’s about to break through, but there are not enough Divine Stones to sustain him.” Chi Long gasped at the situation with a sorrowful heart. Suddenly, there was a pile of Divine Stones beside the bed. Chi Long looked at the marvel before him and was shocked at the condition of the stones, which varied from low to high. “Thank you, Blake,” Xuanlu said, kissing him on the cheek. “It’s what I should do,” Blake responded with a loving smile towards her,