Mistborn Elend Novelas e Histórias

"Common sense. They can run around my creation without escaping me. Perhaps it's best to understand the situation first rather than attacking without thinking." "It's a tactic, not common sense." Arrogantly, I look at him from head to toe and trample my hill to his foot. The poor aspiring Eldar overreacts. Moving on, we collaborated with our colossal enchasts above that poured heavy rain and cold mist. Elibur's fire is quenched. The additional fascinating outcome is that nothing the fire touched was scorched; the trees, houses, and the palace.

“We will not let this poison claim you.” The journey to the shadowed peaks was a trial by fire. Elara, weakened by the poison, relied heavily on Kael. He carried her when her legs could no longer support her, his massive body a shield against the biting winds and the harsh terrain. They encountered more hunters, drawn by the scent of blood and the promise of a valuable prize. Each encounter was a desperate struggle, a testament to Elara’s resilience and Kael’s unwavering protection.

The journey upward took a few more days, but their ration and energy still felt full. The Misty Mountains of the Dream Isles was unlike any other mountain they had ever seen. It was white, and the rocks on the mountains was entirely marble. It stood in contrast with the other mountains around it. After five days, they reached the capital city of Elgarest. It wasn't like the rest of the Dream Isles at all.

“Did you pass through the portal behind Mad End’s Wall?” Yadira crossed her arms, leaning against the window. “Kohina said the path you used was damaged after a dragon from Earthland forced its way through.” “It collapsed completely when your goblin crossed it,” Eitan added. “Then where did you two emerge?” “There’s a new portal in Mad End’s Wall,” Eitan replied. “The one Commander Haemos asked Kohina to create.” Gildeon’s brows knit. “Kohina would never do something she believed would cause more harm than good.”

For Elena, every mile they put between themselves and the wreckage of Garrick’s rule felt like an exhalation she had been holding for years. When the familiar, silver-tipped peaks of their home territory finally broke the skyline, a genuine sense of peace washed over her. The Midnight Frost was not just a destination; it was a sanctuary they had built, a place where their authority was rooted in genuine connection rather than the fear of a throne.

Little did she know, her awakening was just the beginning of a journey that would take her beyond the boundaries of time and space, to confront the shadows of her past and unlock the secrets of her true destiny. Chapter 2: The Enigmatic Stranger As Elara ventured deeper into the heart of the forest, she stumbled upon a clearing bathed in moonlight. At its center stood a figure cloaked in shadows, his features obscured by darkness. "Who are you?" Elara called out, her voice echoing through the silent night. The figure stepped forward, revealing piercing eyes that gleamed like polished obsidian. "I am Aric, guardian of Eldoria," he said, his voice a low rumble that seemed to resonate with the

A battle our kind lost, when Eastonia fell, marking the end of the Firestone witches who protected us. “He promised to find you again in another life. He walked thousands of lives to find you, and you, him. You succeeded at last. Come to us, Angel of Death. Bringer of Justice. Come home.” My legs give out as Misty’s scream tears toward me. I slump, my belly wrapped over the edge of the forge as I fall in and down… and down.

I immediately let go of his grip and sat down again. —Don't go, listen to me; I only ask for a few minutes, please. -—Just a few minutes, I told him coldly and distantly. —I know I failed you in many ways, and you don't know how I regret it. I wish I could go back in time and tell you the truth. That my name is Maximo Knox, and I am the future alpha of Blue Mountain. A playboy, an idiot who wasn't interested in finding his mate.

“Then, do you know what would have happened to you if what you said were true?” “I would have become a fallen elf.” “Then, can you tell me what a fallen elf is? I assume you do not know, otherwise you would not have said such a lie.” “I am sorry Mother Lelyah.” “I see. I overestimated your ability to study by yourself.” She looked directly into my eyes. “A fallen elf is one who have lost Mother Jörð’s blessing. In other words, you lose your divine mana. Without it, you are nothing more than a mere beast, you cannot use any magic and you cannot cross the village’s barrier.”

He sat down when I did and took a sip. “He put the bounty on your head,” I said to him. “He will die tomorrow night at approximately 11 PM.” “What is this?” he asked me questioningly as I stood up. “I’m not here to kill you Malachi, I only kill the deserving ones,” I said to him. “What are you?” he asked me. “I’m better known as Kifo,” I said to him and I saw the slight shock in his eyes. “The bringer of death,” he said and I smiled. “So, Conrad is evil and although he’s paying you to kill me you’re going to kill him.”