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POV Liora The Ancient One did not sit. She moved around us instead, slow and unhurried, her bare feet making no sound against the stone. Her presence pressed in from all sides, like the air had thickened just for her. Mae sat stiff beside me, hands knotted in her lap. Rowan stayed near the door, shoulders tight, like a man braced for a strike he couldn’t dodge. “Tell me,” the Ancient One said calmly, “why mortals believe becoming a monster will save them.”

Her heart ached as Elizah turned her gaze out the window. "I’m sure the perpetrator wasn’t Liam. The police caught the wrong person, Julie. I don’t want to live like this. They let the real perpetrator walk free while Liam is imprisoned!" Elizah’s voice was heavy and filled with anger. Julie fully understood her sister’s feelings but could do nothing except try to calm her down. Julie fell silent, recalling something: "monsters." Yes, Elizah screamed "monsters," meaning there was more than one perpetrator. "Monsters. What do you mean by monsters? Did you feel there was more than one person?"

he countered easily, that wolfish grin tugging at his lips. “I’m not smiling.” “Yes, you are.” I turned my face away so he wouldn’t see, though I knew he already had. Leonidas rose from the water with a power that looked effortless, droplets streaming down his skin as though the river refused to let him go. His chest heaved once, twice, before settling into that controlled rhythm he wore like armor. Moonlight slid down the muscles of his shoulders, across his abdomen, dripping to where his soaked cargo pants clung to him.

Monsters laughter rang out as they also deliberately run their feet, shaking the ground that is stable a while ago when the monsters comparable to that of a mini giant just used their big feet to walk. Gabriel stopped his footsteps as system 'Eye' voice that turned into emotionless mechanical voice pass through his head and repeated what was the news woman was saying a while ago to the radio and in front of the TV that had suddenly broken down as a terrified scream had once again echoed in Gabriele ears. Species: Experimented Mini Monkey Monster Age: 100 years old in monsters years and 100 000 years elderly at human years Special Monsters Abilty: Shakeable Claws [Can shake the under the surf

One prize between them. The battle around Wildbourne had become a broken chorus: wolves crashing into hunters, mages throwing power like lightning, Malik’s men holding the line with the kind of discipline that had kept packs alive for centuries. Above it all the statue loomed, cracked open from Jax’s first ascent, its stone belly exposed like an old wound. The stone lay ahead, faintly glowing on the ground, calling to every creature with blood in its veins. Abel could feel it. He could feel everything.

"They think it's funny because of my name. It’s just a joke." "Stay away from them, Rose.” He grabbed my arm, his grip surprisingly strong. “Do you hear me? Those men... they aren't businessmen. They’re monsters. They’re dangerous." "I know, Dad," I whispered, tears stinging my eyes. "I know." But as I drove, all I could feel was the pulsing ache between my legs. I was terrified of them, but God, I was already craving the way they took me. I was a couple of days away from being their captive, and I was already drowning in the need for their touch.

When he pulls back, he has a slight, sly smile on his lips, knowing what he has done to me. The Master then opens Norman’s door and I don’t miss both the surprise and the anger on his face that he very quickly covers. Making me tense once more. The Master tugs on my arm just a little, making me enter the office before he closes the door behind us. He pulls me into the middle of the office and stands before Norman and says, “So Norman, what is the news?” “All her blood's came back normal…” “Good. Norman, have you ever heard of a werewolf losing their wolf?”

It’s like going from zero to one hundred in the blink of an eye. But she went on. “He eats on time, drinks more water than alcohol, and he’s home every night — in his bedroom and alone. Are you getting my point?” she asked expectedly. Everything seemed like a blur. “No.” I shook my head, straightening my spine. “Aren’t those things normal?” “Yes, but for normal people. Do you think Dominic’s normal?” I sighed heavily, getting the hang of the conversation. “Yeah, I see your point. But I am sorry, I can’t help you. I am the last person you should see if you want to fix him.”

His face turned ghastly pale and his gaze was losing its focus. The army of the undead see it as an opportunity and they immediately made their way towards the direction of the siblings. They were frantically snapping their jaws and they almost stumbled on one another as they try to reach the two brothers as fast as they could. But before the army of the undead could lay their rotten fingers on Niccoli, Monami, come to his rescue. Monami uses her 'beast form' for the very first time. She looks like a lioness in white fur. Her mane shakes as she growled and swipes her large paws ferociously.

Quite strange, did they suddenly get a brain after evolving and entering the third floor? Hopefully not, it was hard enough fighting with a simple-minded monster and I don't want them to get any smarter Then I noticed one thing. Every monster gathered here looked the same! Don't tell me… Analyze! [Ettercap - Elite rank] Hp- 400 CON- 40 ATK- 180 STR- 60 DEF-51 DEX-10 Speed- 56 AGI-56 Skills- Web(Elite) Poison bite(Elite) Demise(Unique)