Novel & Cerita Nightscream Beast Machines

he pointed to the first, “is a Skathryn. Fast. Agile. Goes for joints and arteries. You don’t kill it with brute force, you blind it. Take the eyes first. Then the throat.” He moved to the second, casually circling it. “This ugly motherfucker is a Drathos Beast. Scaled and resistant to most blades. But it’s slow. Stupid. There’s a gland beneath the tail joint. Hit it with fire or lightning, it’ll detonate. Boom. Pretty colors.”

The whole lab seemed to quake with the weight of the assault. Yuri, Devin, and Naelle converged on their position from different wings. “We got the backup drives,” Naelle called. “Extraction point is three floors up!” But then—a screech. Not human. Mechanical. Something primal. A hulking figure burst from the far corridor—twisted metal, glowing eyes, stitched skin stretched across an artificial exoskeleton. Soo-ah’s eyes widened. “What the hell is that?” Devin grunted. “Project Nacht.”

Fifteen minutes later, a rugged Nightclaw Rover with pitch-black windows comes tearing through the pine trees. I lean my mouth directly to his ear. "Is this machine acceptable to your wolf? If not, speak the word, darling. My beast will cycle through every rover in the territory all night. Zero fucks given." "It is completely perfect," he says with a soft laugh, his stress completely vanishing. We slowly force our matching bodies apart.

Flashback continuation! I tense! Like really tense, but I still find the bravery to spin around in a sprint. Before me racks a giant in human form. His machismo freaks the hell out of me. It would appall anyone. And his eyes... Grey eyes? Really? I don't know whether it is their striking grey color that makes them come off so atrociously appalling, but they are a set of pools that I can't stand even for a second. I blink at them. His lanky gigantic contour is an additional peril to me. His whole composure exudes dreadful terror. Horror. Animosity.

I could smell the blood, the taste of the sweet metallic taste against my mouth. “Stop. Please, make it stop,” I chanted in the dark. When the throb flared out, overflowing and overwhelming my senses, my entire body began to shake. My knees buckled. A wave of dizziness and nausea made white spots dance in my vision. The monster’s head rotates unnaturally, narrowed eyes glaring down at me. “Tell me who’s hurting you? And it will all be over.” “It’s S-Sean. Please, make this stop.” I sucked in deep breaths, heaving uncontrollably, and shivering in the cold.

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

That is the strangest thing I have ever thought in my life. That familiar itch starts to spread across my neck, down my chest to my stomach. It itches so bad, I pull up my shirt and when I do, I scream out into the empty dark room that is lit only by the moonlight and a single nightlight over by the entrance. Daring to look down again, I see that where I had just scratched, is a gaping wound and there is a maggot crawling out of it. I hear a noise from behind me and when I turn on my heels, I watch as the same man from before stands about a foot taller than I am and is staring right into my eyes. He opens his mouth and states, “You have finally awakened. Good.”

I turned off the safety of my gun, adrenaline coursing through my veins. Silvia turned to me, her hazel eyes filled with concern. "You okay, boss?" She reached out, her slim fingers brushing against my right cheek, wiping away a smear of blood. "We need to get out of here. Now. Everyone in the intelligence team is dead, and so is the security team. It's just the two of us against the world." "What do you suggest I do?" I questioned. Her eyes burned with a violent loyalty. "You…you need to unleash the beast, boss, the killing machine I admire, and get us out of this mess."

Vic can't wait to get the answers to his questions, he was going to do anything it takes just to get his answers. "I will do it. I will do the task with everything I have!" Vic replied. "Not everything you have, but your full self!" The dragon corrected him and went behind the throne. She was dragging a half killed beast. It was a Stampebeast, a beast that is known to have connection with thunder. The two large horn on its head lights up in blue and lightning from the sky will connect with its horn. Whenever the beast connects with the thunder, its full body gets coated in lightning. And when this happens, no attack can kill it or pass through his skin.