Killua Assassin Mode Mga Nobela at Kwento

I tapped his shoulder. He hesitated. “I just want to go play with something.” I said. He set me down and I limped over to the wall of knives and picked up a multicolored butterfly knife. I flipped it around, opening and closing it between my hands. “I need a new one of these. My old one is loose.” I flipped it closed and looked at Malachi, he was just staring at me in amazement. “What?” “I just forgot that you are a trained assassin. That’s all.”

Claudia looks concerned, and Eliza smiles and leans in close to explain it better, “Yup, I’m an Assassin. In the Guild, so I only kill the deserving, you’re fine.” Kai laughs and kisses her on the cheek as Ash finishes with the second boot. He stands and helps her to her feet. She walks easily, happy that her balance is still good. She does a couple of test twirls and Ash holds her hips against his. She runs a hand down his side to his hip, and he bites his lip, purring. “Later, I promise.” He nods, grinning.

The third circled wide. Serena ducked beneath a blade and drove her claws upward, ripping across the attacker’s stomach. Blood sprayed instantly. But unlike ordinary fighters— the assassin barely reacted. Another blade came toward her ribs. Serena twisted sideways and slammed her elbow into the attacker’s jaw before driving claws through his chest. He dropped immediately. Meanwhile Mira moved like flowing water. Precise. Terrifying. One assassin slashed toward her neck— she sidestepped smoothly and buried a dagger directly beneath his chin.

Instead, the sound of bone shattering pierced the still air, followed by a heart wrenching scream. The spicy scent. The imposing aura. Mikhail. I opened my eyes slightly, but he wasn't even staring at me. He had his fingers wrapped around the assassin's neck as he continuously rammed him against the wall. This crunchy sound kept filling my ears, but he didn't stop. His beastly mode was activated. While pain wracked through my body, I watched as his nails began to extend. “I won't bother to ask who sent you.” His voice was incredibly dark, the assassin literally shivered. Slowly, he sank his nails into the man's flesh and he kept wriggling his legs in the air.

The assassin ducked under his swing and slashed upward. Elise screamed his name. Kai stumbled, catching himself on a tree just as the blade skimmed across his ribs, tearing through fabric and skin. He growled—low, feral—eyes glowing in the stormlight. The assassin’s attention flicked to Elise for a fraction of a second. A fatal mistake. Kai roared, pushing off the tree with explosive force. He slammed into the assassin, both of them crashing into the mud. They rolled, grappling for control, hands clawing for weapons, each trying to gain the upper hand.

I ask. “My Sunshine. I don’t know her name. But she’d come to me when she could. She’d untie me and let me stand for as long as we were alone. She risked herself and risked punishment to help me and I killed her!” he says and with the last part he lifts his head to the sky and the flames shoot out from his mouth. I look up and see red fire and blue water, glimmering in the sky above us. Tana, Kenna and Kaylani have arrived.

How can someone who murders a person be capable of the greatest skill of all, healing? Lucien, I need to remember his name instead of just ‘the assassin’ softly knocking on the door late into the night. I sent Kyra to deal with him but even I had to admit he looked immaculate in a crisp white shirt. He was wearing one of Alexanders, but it was stretched to the max over his wider shoulders and muscles.

“You probably want to know what happened, huh?” I nod my head. For a moment, I don’t think he’s going to respond, then he takes another breath and explains. “Well, from what we were able to gather, Kazik sent in one of his men to kill us. He shot me in the shoulder, but it was just a graze. Unfortunately, the bastard killed my assistant Sam, and my Assassin, Drex. Obviously, it was an ambush because he did some damage.” I swallow hard, trying to lubricate my throat before I croak out. “What happened to me? How long have I been here?”