Light Elves の小説・ストーリー

A shimmer of moonlight on steel. Elira’s dagger was in her hand instantly. “We’re not alone.” Figures emerged from the shadows—tall, cloaked, their eyes glinting like stars. Their movements were silent, precise, deadly. Elves. One stepped forward, lowering his hood. His hair was gold as wheat, his features sharp and cold. His gaze swept over Kaelen before settling on Elira. “Liraethiel,” he said, voice like steel wrapped in velvet. “You’ve broken exile.”

The hall was short but wide, and after a few steps they followed the Elves into the main space. The roof rose high above them, open all the way to the peak of the high woven dome. There, too, were more tinted windows ringing the circular sides. To Keyla’s delight, she noted that additional light was provided by a series of elaborately shaped sconces growing from the walls themselves, within which sat a series of glowing white crystals. She had heard that the Elves knew secrets of crystal magic, but she had never seen such as these. It was remarkable, and spoke to the Elves’ talents with magic.

Orin was clearly teasing, and she marveled at his ability to chuckle and maintain a light mood in the face of the battle before them. “My powers aren’t that strong yet.” “Give it time, baby. Once you go elf, you’ll really feel the magic deep inside.” He gave her a lascivious wink. In spite of herself, North giggled, but quickly returned her attention to the battle that was shaping up. Those who weren’t shielded by her fire shield had clearly created their own, except Eli. He’d shifted to a large wolf and had jumped away from the lightning bolts. He’d landed on one of the shorter creatures and now ripped mercilessly at its throat. Whatever it was, its magic and identity would remain shielded,

After receiving a proof that a necromancer was indeed hidden on the Akashia Village, the Maelies gave an order to twenty Light Oracles to kill the whole tribe. These Light Oracles are the personal Army of the Royal Bloodline, consisting of people who can manipulate two to three elements and combine them to make a new element of their own. One Light Oracle's strength is always leveled 10 times more than a normal element user so wiping the Akashians is of no difficulty for them.

she said with a smirk, “I’m still a druid.” The roots coiled like serpents, wrapping around Nimah’s legs, arms, throat. She struggled, muscles bulging, snapping two of them before more took their place. “Stay still, little pup,” Elaria said, raising her staff. “Don’t you dare—!” I roared, unleashing lightning from my palms. Bolts of white light crackled through the air and froze, solid mid-arc, glittering like frozen rivers in the sky. Elaria turned to me. “You can’t win, boy. The Frostheart controls temperature itself. Even lightning must obey the cold.”

The night sky over the Vance Manor didn't just brighten; it shattered. The hundred white lights descending from the clouds weren't stars—they were the Virtues, the elite shock troops of the White Court. Each one was a warrior of compressed light, beautiful and utterly genocidal. "A dowry?" Elara’s voice was a jagged blade. She looked at her mother, who stood silhouetted against the window as the first of the lights hit the cliffs outside, shaking the manor to its foundations. "You’re telling me my father wasn't my father? That I’m one of them?"

Lily says, and although her voice was quiet, it booms throughout the land. I watch as the elves that have been forced into indentured servitude by Lorelai shake their heads, their eyes which were white, begin turning back to their natural color, the darkness that surrounds them, dissipating into the sky. They turn, looking at each other and then at us before turning to face Lorelai, ready to stand agaisnt her and fight for us.

Jin struck another down with a calculated punch, while Lyn used his brute strength to shove one against the wall. "No, wait!" I shouted, temporarily freezing both the elves and the alphas. Ancient texts had spoken of the ice elemental elves, ethereal beings of frost and wind, guardians of the sacred ice crystals. They were not easily swayed by words, but I had to try. “ What are you doing?” Jin snarled impatiently. “Let me try something.” I countered. “Do you have any idea how—” “Let her do what she feels is right to do, Jin. I don’t know s out you but I’m fucking exhausted from all this fighting.” Soren stated.

Lucas stood with his head lowered, as if he couldn't even bring himself to meet my eyes. Slowly, he took a small box from inside his coat and held it out toward me. His voice was hoarse and barely above a whisper. "Wilma, I want to return this to you." I opened the box and saw the familiar star-shaped pendant. It was the same one I had broken and tossed aside in the car. It had been fully repaired. The delicate star glinted faintly under the light.

The strength of his arm was not comparable to my small and feminine body. The people around looked at us and shook their heads, laughing. As if already used to seeing me crying like a little girl when being told to go home by her mother. Believe it or not, this had become my daily life in this new world. ======================================================== * Haier-Elvian : Mixed of human and elf races. * Esze : The system name of magic that exists in this world. * Viglet : A small wand to extract Esze from the circuits in the body.