Novel & Cerita Malakas Na Pulso Sa Leeg

I grunt then growl again as his claws begin to pierce through the left side of my chest, right where my heart is. He's trying to kill me.... He's trying to pierce his hand through my chest where my heart is. Trying to pull it out. I feel tears run down my face as I suddenly think of Malaki. There's no way I can stop him, I'm just not strong enough with this silver straight through the right side of my chest. I feel his claws begin to sink in deeper. I feel the tears run down my face, "I'm so sorry Malaki!" I whisper, as tears run down my face. Knowing I'll never see him again. Knowing he's about to experience the worst pain ever.

My hands tremble uncontrollably as I press them to my chest, feeling the frantic, useless beat of my heart. Malakai’s words echo in my mind, cold, sharp, and undeniable: He knows. He knows the trap.

The reinforced glass door of the balcony slid open, and Malakai stepped out onto the metal platform, looking down at them with a cruel, unyielding smile. "Welcome to the split-tongue legacy, Luna Laila," he said, his cybernetic left hand lifting to press a button on the railing. "Let's see how much silver your bloodline can output when the entire mountain turns into an extraction chamber."

Damon said, boosting Runa up toward the central manifold. Runa climbed with the agility of a forest cat, her hands slick with oil. She reached the release lever, but as she gripped it, the deck beneath them shuddered. A massive, steam-powered claw swept across the catwalk, pinning Damon against the brass sphere. "DAMON!" Runa screamed. From the shadows, Malakai stepped forward. He wasn't wearing armor; he wore a long grey coat, and his mechanical arm—a masterpiece of brass and silver—was whirring with lethal intent.

Hunter Pov Maingat na inilapag ko sa ibabaw ng kama ang walang malay na si Zeph. Nawalan siya ng malay hindi dahil sa takot sa kanyang pagkakahulog mula sa mataas na puno kundi dahil sa tuklaw ng ahas na Venomous. Ang ahas na iyon ang bantay sa prutas ng amanpulo. Naiiba ang ahas na ito dahil masyadong mahaba at mabilis itong kumilos. Nakita ni Zeph ang mahabang dila ng ahas ngunit natitiyak ko na hindi niya nakita at naramdaman na tinuklaw siya nito. Isa pa iyon sa katangian ng ahas na Venomous. Sa sobrang bilis ng galaw nito ay hindi nararamdaman ng tao na nakagat na pala ito ng ahas. Masyadong makamandag ang ahas na ito. Ngunit mabuti na lamang na ang juice ng prutas na amanpulo ay antido

"P-Pagkadating ko dito kanina, kita ko na ang mga basag na yan at si Xzy na...." Huminga muna siya ng malalim bago ipinagpatuloy ang pagsasalita....na parang bumaril sa akin. "...malapit nang itarak ang bubog sa leeg niya" saad niya. Nagpaulit-ulit sa pandinig ko ang sinabi niya. "...malapit ng itarak ang bubog sa leeg niya" "...malapit ng itarak ang bubog sa leeg niya"

"Over here." Malakai was twenty feet away, slumped against a tree. Except it wasn't a tree. It was a pillar of translucent bone that pulsed with a soft, blue light. He was clutching his stomach. Blood—real, red blood—seeped through his fingers. "You're bleeding." Maya crawled toward him. Her knees sank into the velvet grass. It felt like kneeling on a living lung. "I thought... I thought we'd be starlight or some shit."

It was a physical sound—a roar so loud it cracked the remaining quartz pillars. “ELARA!” A shadow darker than the cavern lunged across the ledge. Malachi didn't look like a King; he looked like a monster. His blue runes were bleeding into a dark, angry crimson, and his eyes were the color of a dying sun. He didn't grab me. He slammed his fist into his own chest, directly over his heart, and projected a pulse of raw, Alpha-frequency energy into the air. He didn't try to reconnect the Tether. He created a new one. He didn't use a "cable" of light; he used a chain of blood.

She bit her lip hard enough to taste blood, stifling the moan that threatened to rise. Malachi paused, inhaling deeply. His eyes darkened as he caught her scent—arousal mingled with frustration. "The withdrawal makes you fragile. Like a live wire. But it'll pass, or it'll forge you stronger." He stepped back, twirling his staff. "Now, channel it. Strike with intent. Imagine your power flowing from here—" He tapped her chest, right over her racing heart.

Its laughter rolled through the Heart Chamber like an earthquake, shaking every stone beneath our feet. Then its burning gaze settled directly upon me. “My daughter's blood still carries the light,” Malakar said, his ancient voice filled with chilling amusement. “Perhaps destiny has prepared an even greater prize than freedom.”