Lyric Butterfly Digimon Novels & Stories

She could still them for a bit if she needed to, but it was clear to her what Slate had in mind. As they ran toward the window, both of the men shifted into nearly identical dragons, Flint’s slightly smaller than Slate’s. The younger brother broke through the window, darting out into the sky while Slate paused a moment, waiting for Nya. With no hesitation, she mounted him, running up his tail and wrapping her legs around his neck. His great wings began to pump as he followed his brother through the shards of colored glass and out into the sky.

There must be a reason for everything, but now he couldn't figure it out. "Well, then let me follow this fairy butterfly." Since he had no other choice, Ding Hao decided to try his luck with this fairy butterfly. The sixteen-colored fairy butterfly danced gracefully and led the way for him. Ding Hao carried the sneezing Evil Moon and the curious black puppy on his shoulders, following the fair butterfly carefully along the way.

His best friend was Sylvie since Sylvie is a fox as well. Luna's Poisonous Venom Butterflies grew bigger and became a lot. Its specialty was changing sizes and colors. The queen of the butterflies became a Devine Rank 2. Because of the advancement of ranks, Luna could hear what the butterflies could hear clearly. Also, the eyesight of the butterflies was better than before. She, Sirene, and Soheila would sometimes use that to gossip around the Inner Realm. They would look for information about what was happening in the Inner Realm. Although sometimes the butterflies will get caught especially when a person with high-rank saw it.

Dimitri stood proud and arrogant as he stood away from the unconscious girl, waiting for Professor Bains to announce him as the winner when something unusual took place. A swarm of glowing purple butterflies burst out of Luna's chest and covered her entire body. The butterflies' luminous bodies were so bright that anyone who tried to stare in her direction was blinded and had to shield their eyes. The crowd of students broke out into a frenzy and began murmuring with each other. Professor Bains and even Dimitri did not know how to comprehend the odd sight taking place before their eyes.

Mino immediately smiled and showed me a butterfly with black wings and a blood-red body. While feeling the overwhelming dread, I hurriedly shoved the butterfly away from his palm. "Entrante! Let's go!" I yelled as I swiftly lifted Kypper and we took off running away from the river. No! We need to get out of here as soon as possible. The terror and pounding in my chest have rendered me virtually deafening. "What's going on?" Mino wondered as he ran alongside me. "That butterfly is a Lastreias!" I exclaimed frightened as I grasped Mino's hand to flee faster. "What the hell is that?" he questioned, perplexed, as we abruptly exited the forest.

How could it be otherwise. “Lemming or not, I'm not jumping that cliff with you. And I'm done being a maggot. I'd rather be a butterfly. Something that can fly away.” One crept out from behind a leaf, a scintillating blue Morpho. I coaxed it onto my palm then blew it in his face. “That way, if we fall, I won't smash open like a pinata.”

Every ceremony needs an altar and Zlo lacked the imagination for anything else. The marble suddenly began to roil and bubble, viscous as blood. Its hidden treasures were revealed and the marble subsided, quiet and cold once more. On the altar lay the seedling sprouting from its small pocket of soil, the gold harmonicus, a familiar-looking switchblade and a still, four-legged form with splayed wings. “Fierce!” Ilyria cried out, unable to stop herself. She clamped her hand over her mouth as she tried to hold back the sobs that threatened to overwhelm her.

I smiled seeing how excited she is to learn all these. “We have different categories. People like me are now referred to as a garden witch.” “A garden witch?” I chuckled softly. “That’s the name they gave us. It sounds silly, doesn’t it?” “Well, it's a nice way to describe what you do,” Lyra answered. “But it’s a sacred power. I can sense which leaf, twig, flower or root can cure pain, which one can bring sleep, or peace… or death.” She blinked. “You’ve hidden this all my life?”

"How did you learn to do that?" "I don't know. I think the amulet taught me," she replied. "What else can you do?" I asked. She closed her eyes and held the amulet again. A single blue butterfly flew down from the sky and landed on her finger, then another, and another and another until a hundred butterflies were fluttering around us in all their beautiful colours. I smiled widely as Milly opened her eyes again to admire her work. Surprisingly, Leo's expression was far less impressed. He grabbed Milly's arm and dragged her towards the house. The butterflies immediately vanished and my face dropped. Max and I chased after Leo and Milly into the house and into the kitchen.

I glanced up at Wayne holding my breath. Luccus stepped out of the shadows towards us, teeth barred as another deep growl comes from him. I hear a howl in the distance and the sound of Clarissa and Scarlet coming closer but I felt helpless as Wayne stares Luccus down. I slowly get off the ground hoping to not draw attention to myself, I knew I wasn’t fast enough to get away from him in this form. Wayne shifts his body to block me more from Luccus but opening himself more for attack.