Mantra Menjadi Manusia Harimau の小説・ストーリー

Aji Sangkala's spirit applied warmth to the little mouse's body. "Warm!" Asura replied. "Open your eyes quickly! We have to do something!" Aji Sangkala's spirit shouted. WHAT IS THAT?! Asura was shocked to see the appearance of large teeth. "The black Makara is chasing us. Quickly unite! I will try to stop it." Aji Sangkala's spirit stared at the huge creature. "Oh, that's the problem? But fine, I'll do it!" Asura merged with Arya Santanu's body.

If the man below died or was seriously injured, it was certain that the woman would not be able to get down from the tree and risk being attacked by wild animals or starving to death. Halvir had transformed himself into a beastman form and began to provoke. He deliberately lured the Hyenas. He deliberately gave a challenge with his aura and roar. Making the entire herd of Hyenas, who felt arrogant in number, immediately came to him. The Hyenas felt that they would not lose even though Halvir was Sapphire. Of course, that was because of their very large numbers. There were four *Amethysts and eleven *Emeralds among them. About thirty of the rest were *Diamonds.

I can't expose our identities just yet. "We wait," I tell my companion. I eye Zayn and then watch how his hands curl into a fist on his lap. He's more hesitant than I am. But I can't let a rampaging alpha beast be involved in a fight. The crowd went louder when the man jumped on the Howler's shoulders. The creatures tried to grab him and throw him off. The man firmly crossed his legs around the Howler's neck while his hands held the head. The Howler struggled to break free, but the human with Happy Dust inside him made him twice as strong.

Nonetheless, I dared to repeat them. “Expulsio Bestiarum, Redux Hominem, Sanctifico Terram!” I chanted the spell to banish the beast and bring the man back. The gust of wind took on shades of blue and purple, heading towards the beast that was attempting to attack me with airborne kicks. Its body was lifted from the ground and spun several meters in the air. The surrounding whispers grew louder, and I repeated each word, transforming into a human and raising my hands toward the beast. “Vox Terrae, Bestiae Fugite, Homo Revertere!” I approached the beast even closer, shouting desperately, “COME BACK TO ME, HARVEY!”

He glanced in Jack’s direction before asking, “What do you know about the Mannadors?” “I’d never heard of them until L’oana mentioned them,” I replied. “We killed two of them on the road,” he said bluntly. “The lions,” I gasped. “Mannadors are shape shifters. When injured or dead they return to their natural humanoid state. It’s because of their ability to disguise themselves that they are so dangerous. When you encounter a Dragos, there is no guessing what they are. Not so with a Mannador. Any of these creatures could be a Mannador in disguise… any of them,” he said with disgust.