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Their overwhelming pressure as true masters of martial arts aimed straight at Bolt. 'Oh no! If I try to flee now, I'll face a combined attack from all three. If I want to break free, I'll have no choice but to confront them head-on. But I've only recently made a breakthrough. My realm hasn't stabilized completely, and my true energy has depleted to less than 10% from my escape. "I'm no match for the Eastern Ocean Heavenly Masters. Oh no, I'm doomed today,' Bolt thought. Realizing his impending doom at the hands of the Eastern Oceanians, Bolt was utterly reluctant. Nevertheless, he would risk his life and fight.

I pulled out the weapons that were hidden on my body and dropped them to the ground; two daggers, some shuriken, and a wolfsbane injection fell at my feet, an impressive haul taking in consideration the lack of clothing I was wearing, but still it was a light carry night. “I am Onyx Ventrel of the Ventrel Coven...” they growled and snarled louder but did not move any closer to me. Good. They must have heard of me. “… This wolf, who is an ally to you, needs aid. He will die soon. I drop my weapons to show you I mean no harm, and out of respect, I have not crossed your borders, but if you continue to waste my time and risk his life because of your petty ways, I will simply kill you all with my

And now, I have been crushed by it. ... After spending hours in my room, drowning in my own rage, hurt, and frustration, I notice the glinting metal in the pocket of my black coat, which is hanging on the chair. Slowly, I crawl out of bed and take hold of the metal. I stare at the weapon in my hand. According to Landon, it is called 'The Orx.' Apparently, it belongs to the head of The Six. It is the only weapon capable of ending the life of an Impure.

I looked down to see what Finn had done to it. Finn had his jaw locked tightly around the width of one of the beast's tentacles. The enraged Onyx attacked with another tentacle, but Finn was quick, evading the hit as he spat out the torn-off part of the tentacle. Faster than my eyes could follow, Finn chomped off the remaining part of the same tentacle he had bitten. The Onyx beast let out a roar, dropping me in an instant. I landed hard on the ground, my bones creaking ominously.

She opened her eyes and looked Delphine straight in her eyes, “Do you honestly feel that will do anything to me? You forget, Delphine; you and I have done this before. You have also burned me before. Try something new.” Delphine smiled, “Onyx, it’s nice that you have joined the party. How about a nice shot of wolfsbane for you? Straight down the throat.” Onyx laughed, “You did that the second time you tried to torture me. What else do you have?” She chuckled, “A shot of liquid silver? Wait. You are immune to silver.” Onyx just smiled and nodded.

He looked up when they came in and didn't stop hammering. "Sable," he said. "Drift." "Orren." "What do you need." Not a question. Just the way he talked — direct, efficient, allergic to preamble. "A neck chain," Drift said. "Heavy. Double-link. Twice the gauge of your standard mountain hunter stock." Orren stopped hammering. Looked at them. "Twice the gauge," he said. "Yes." "That's not for an animal." "No." He set the hammer down slowly. Looked between them with the focused curiosity of a man whose primary hobby was other people's business.

"Reload! Aim for the waterline!" I screamed, my voice tearing through the chaotic roar of the battlefield. My arms hurt , badly, as I yanked the heavy iron crank of the command ballista back again. Right beside me, a Black Summit guard slammed a Moon-steel bolt into the firing groove. It was tipped with a glowing Sun-Fire charge, bright enough to make everything look wrong for a heartbeat.

Don’t you dare—’ Nox’s command came through the bond. ‘Sorry, Noxy.’ I latched onto Weston, hooking my ankles around his waist. “This feel familiar at all to you?” “Fuck you, bi—” My blade pierced his lower back, weakening his hold on the rope. As I had months ago with the snake pit, I leaned back and let myself become dead weight. Together, we tumbled into the water.

She spat out, her voice dripping with venom. Eli's gaze locked with hers, a quiet storm brewing in his eyes. They remained like that for a few minutes, it was like they were communicating without any words. " This Onyx wolf is not a toy to be played with, huntress." He said in a calm tone. " You know the consequences of it's power better than anyone."

No. Down below, Valen and Onyx went at each other again in a brutal clash. Onyx lunged and managed to grab Valen’s upper arm tightly in his long, sharp claws. Valen tried to pull back and break free from the hold, but something was horribly wrong. He was swinging wildly, his head tilting aimlessly. Fuck. Valen couldn't see. Something was blinding him.