Mortal Kombat 9 Sonya Blade Novels & Stories

43 - When Big Shots have Too Much Time to Spare "The first-ranked assassin Ghost Blade is here!" Hearing that news, Ye Mo did not feel as surprised as he thought he would be. The moment he accepted that Little Yin would be staying with his family, he had long expected something like this to happen.

Dalton said as he approached us. My eyes snapped open as I stared at the vast forest in front of me. Alpha Blade? "How many were dead?" Blade asked. "Just one. Two are heavily injured, but nothing fatal." "Send someone to pick them up. We’ll go once they arrive." "Yes, Alpha." "Blade. My name is Blade." "Yes, Blade." "Can you look after them? I will have to check on my female but grab some clothes for her in your car." He was talking with authority, and Dalton was just moving like his puppet.

"No, no, no, no, no!" The Blade that she bestowed upon the Village of Walakya… the powerful blade she gave to the people of Arawae is now at the hands of Calleb Shaldan. Once the Alpha discovered the power and how to use the blade… everything will be over and Ursula’s plan will fail.

Alphas can’t die. As if reading my thoughts, she smiled and this time it was more than a usual I-know-what you’re- thinking- smile. She showed her white teeth and make a ‘tusk’ sound and put her hand behind her back only to reveal a magnificent knife blade. My eyes widened knowing what it was. the blade of Zydus. The weapon to kill alphas. The very weapon who claimed the life of alpha Andrew and probably if the rumours are true, Derek's’ too.

Okay, how dangerous is this Nora for Diane to warn me about her so intensely, well, I guess I will soon find out huh. “ You don't need to worry about me sister, I'm not a child, and I'm definitely not dying by the hand of a darkwood, I don't care if she is a knife, I am a Blade and I will not lose,” I said. “Ohh, really, well, it's nice to see you remember who you are.” “ I never forgot Diane, I am Blade and that won't ever change and as for Nora, I will handle her, so mind your business and also stop pissing off Sophie,” I said.

Blade was amused that a single woman managed to take down three grown men, two of whom lay lifeless on the pavement. Tech was captivated. "I am getting more of a Black Widow vibe from her." "I beg you, please don't, ahh," his words were cut short by her digging her knife into his stomach. She stared into his eyes like she dared the man's soul to remain attached to its chosen body. The longer I watched her, the more I felt "Intrigued." She pulled out her phone taking a picture. "Damn, that's tough," Reaper was also impressed.

I shouted. I stepped out from behind Rowan. The obsidian blade in my hand felt different now. It wasn't just a heavy piece of stone. It was light, almost weightless, and it thrummed with the soft, white light of the girl I had seen in the warehouse. It was the **Blade of the Unsaid**. Every word I had swallowed, every dream I had put aside for the sake of survival, every "I love you" that had been lost in the roar of battle—it was all there, feeding the light. Vane pivoted, his liquid form spinning like a drill. He ignored Rowan and came for me. He was fast—too fast for a human to track. He was a blur of silver and shadow.

She was gripping a silver blade so tightly her knuckles were white, the metal gleaming dangerously in the light. Without a moment of hesitation, Sylvara launched herself off the roof, cutting through the night air like a hawk. She landed with a heavy thud directly in front of Zayla, but Zayla didn’t even flinch. As Sylvara looked closer, she realized Zayla’s eyes were completely black, no iris, no white, just a terrifying void.

A video popped up from an unknown address, and she frowned as she took the phone. She tapped to play the video. On the screen, Tristan stood before the camera, his smile looking unnervingly pale. Behind him, two figures were bound to chairs, their bodies exposed. It was Delilah and Marvin. In front of him was a phone that was live-streaming the scene. He held a sharp dagger in his hand and walked toward Delilah, peeling the tape off her mouth. With extreme fear, Delilah shook her head vigorously as she pleaded, "Tristan, it's me, Lila! What are you…"

"Tell me what I am looking at." [Warning, Host Eva! Tier 2 Mutated Variant identified: Blade-Stalker. High speed, high durability, and lethal melee capacity. Your hunting knife cannot pierce its main chest plating. Avoid direct blocks. Structural damage to the immediate ledge is critical!] "I do not plan to block, " I said through my teeth, my eyes locked onto the burning red glare of the beast's eyes. The Blade-Stalker did not wait. It let out a loud metallic hiss that made my teeth hurt and its right arm swung forward fast. The bone blade cut through the air with a whistle aiming straight for my neck.