Quicksand Novels & Stories

he added with excitement. Everyone stared at Heath with a confused face which said, “Hun!” “This is the sand that is used to make grace blockers. Radiation from this sand can block the flow of grace. Unlike us, that much radiation would be extremely poisonous for the grace users, killing grace users almost instantly. Does that answer your confusion?” Everyone nodded. They continued on their journey to ‘Mount Karma.’ They travelled for more than a month. Because of the low supply of food and water, almost everyone had died. The remaining thirteen of them finally reached ‘Mount Karma’.

It was likely the reason it was named Quicksand River. Gideon walked to the shore, reached out, and scooped some river water. Instantly, sharp pain shot through his hand. He quickly flung the water away. However, his palm had already been corroded, his flesh mangled. "Marshal Snow!" "It's fine. It's just a minor wound." Adrelda quickly bandaged him up and said in shock, "Marshal Snow, your body is insanely tough, and it still got corroded this easily? The river water is terrifying. Anyone who falls in would be stripped to the bone in an instant."

* *splashh! As the dry and icy winds swept through the desolate sands of Qadim, the water that had been pumped into the safehouse became trapped, leaving a group of assassins and escorts stranded. Zamonte, having safely escorted Liriene out of the safehouse, watched as the vast expanse of sand greedily absorbed all the water. "These Sikas are really starting to get on my nerves."

Alexander also rushed toward the island though he had no idea what was waiting for them. "It's too late!" added someone from the Chroma clan. Suddenly, the sand beneath their feet began to stir as if they had been swirled around by the wind. "Argh!" Chroma Stirling, who dashed furthest away, was the first to be affected. He was quickly enshrouded by the kinetic sand and crumpled to the ground with blood oozing from his orifices. Sheila, noticing the confused Alexander, explained, "The golden sandworm is a rare worm of the Grimalkin. Although small individually, they're formidable when attacking together. It went extinct a long time ago, so I'm surprised to see them again."

There was nothing here—nothing but more sand and dessert plants. “I’m pretty sure you all know I’m here. So could you end the games and let’s get this over with?” I called out to silence. Their response was immediate. The sand beneath my feet quaked, and soon I realized I was being pulled into what might just be a quicksand. I tried pulling free but couldn’t find a grasp, I was drowning in the sand. It rose up my waist and soon I was neck deep. Out of all the ways to die, it’ll be really stupid to die in a quicksand.

They exclaimed, relaxing a bit. " But before then, we need to take some precautions; Avoid Jason like a plague, do not go anywhere close to him. You must not dig the ground or bore holes on the walls or anything. The sands are actually dark matter. It's a form of matter that holds all molecules of visible matter together but I don't know how it got so much that if it makes contact with visible matter, it will disintegrate it." " It may be the curse" Linda gasped

Her laughter filled the quiet and she shook her head. “This is the best the witches have to offer? Please. You lot were useless from the beginning. I don’t know why we even bothered!” Her foot slammed down and the entire ground dried up around her. It cracked and looked like the aftermath of when lava pools cooled. It was dark and solid and as she stepped now, her foot met the hard ground without the rippling effect. “Where they making it like quicksand?” “That’s what it seems like.” The sky darkened around us and Auri laughed again, throwing her hands up. “This is what you can do? Bring it!”

Something cracked inside me. "I don't know much about Rhodium, but s-since when does it break and turn to s-sand?" Kaylee stammered, eyes wide and horrified. She set her glass aside, hands trembling. We both bent down, staring at the mess. It wasn’t metal. It was sand. Fine, grainy sand. No! No, no, no! I picked up another bar and dropped it to the floor. It crumbled instantly. Rage exploded in my chest. I grabbed an entire cart and shoved it over. The sound echoed across the warehouse as every last piece broke apart.

Whenever she returned to being half the Sylvia we knew, maybe it would be advisable to ask her then. I raised my leg to take a step back, but I sank in. I looked at the sand I was standing on, and discovered it was sinking. How had it become sinking sand when it wasn't even sinking in the first place? I struggled to get out of it, but it took me in faster. Holding onto the rock was pointless. It was nearly smooth, and had no place for me to hold onto. Panic seemed to eat my heart alive. Was I going to end from mere quicksand?

Why did the vampire walk into the quicksand all of a sudden? Philip explored with his senses but could not find anything. There must be something wrong here. Philip smelled a conspiracy. The tanned guy said sadly, “Everyone must keep up with the team. Even six-star powerhouses may not escape unscathed from this type of quicksand.” Others did not feel anything. They were strangers, so there was nothing to be sad about. Due to this incident, everyone arrived at the center of the desert in the evening. “There’s nothing here at all.”