Red Hood Face 소설 & 이야기

The blurry faced figure turned around and stretched out its hand intending to snatch the smoke however something unexpected happened. A hand quickly came out of the smoke and stabbed through the chest of the blurry face humanoid as another figure emerged from the smoke, however unlike the first one his face was not blurred. He had a handsome face, dark skinned with large deep golden eyes that had red at the edge of the pupil. His nails were extended, pointy and painted black. They looked hard with lines like the bark of a tree. With his hand still in the chest of the first being he tilted his head to look at Anderson who was standing outside the circle with a smile. “Hello Mr. Anderson, I’ll

Only meant to watch how it all unfolds. Just in time before the black wolf succeeded in its attack against the woman, she spun around, the hood on her face falling back revealing a face that felt eerily familiar. She had a pale face, with beautiful brown hair and blue eyes, which soon faded away, turning into a crimson red color as she turned around. In an instant she struck at the head of the flying wolf, ripping its head from its body clean. In a loud thud, the wolf body hit the ground. Thick red blood dripped from her hand, she had some blood splattered on her face and lips. I watched breathless as she licked her lips, tasting the blood as though it was a tasty drink.

As she struggled to get out of their grips. "Who are you and what do you want? ” I barked. The girl seemed scared and helpless.” I’m Edriana Rose, witch of the sorceress’ circle, forced to become Rouge. ” she concluded. I looked at her, cuts and bruises were visible in her skin. She looked pale and starved. She must have been abused. "Penelope, get her treated and then bring her to me in my office,” I Said. She nodded and quickly took this Edriana wherever it was she was going.

I cleaned all the blood on his body, trying hard to stay focused since this was the second time I'd be seeing his body in the space of hours. “What happened?” I asked, wondering why his wounds wouldn't heal voluntarily. “Was it my advice that put you in this situation?” “No.” He chuckled, looking up at me as I stitched his body. His face got closer to mine, and it got several times harder to concentrate. I could feel my chest tighten as I swallowed hard. “What happened then?” I inquired, feeling very concerned. “I fought the faceless Luna.” He said, and my eyes widened. I don't know who that is, but she sounds scary.

"We aren't alone and very soon, the man we're with will come searching for us." He cocked his head in her direction. "Do you think I care?", the faceless man replied. He rolled back his shoulders, relieving some unseen tension in them before bringing a hand up to his head, pulling the hood off and revealing his face. He looked like a villain straight out of a comic book with a large, jagged scar running from his right eyebrow, across this eye and right down to his jaw. The spot where his right eye once was had been replaced by a gaping hole.

she shouted. When the woman took off her mask, Naomi’s pupils constricted. “You are… Chenney!?” There was an ugly scar on Chenney's face. It looked like a piece of flesh had been bitten off from her face, and the wound was uneven and pitted hideously. Even the group of men on the scene felt the scar on the woman’s face was terrifying and disgusting. Jodie covered her mouth in shock. She had never expected that the woman’s face was deformed. Not only her, but even Naomi found it hard to believe that the woman with the scarred face was none other than Chenney.

I turned to look at Hellion. Without the metal in his face, his appearance seemed to be in a constant state of shifting. His hazel eyes were now a bright, crimson red. Like arterial spray on a white background. His mouth, nose, and ears moved around his head and face like light through a kaleidoscope.

I couldn’t see their face because they were wearing a hooded cloak. “Enough!” the person yelled right before revealing their face. “Grandma?” Harry yelled when he saw the face of the woman. She had long, silvery hair just like mine. “Leave that girl alone. She’s innocent!”

I'm pretty certain they don't go around wearing white hooded cloaks either. Without taking her aim away from me, the woman lowers her hood, revealing her bright red hair and her freckled face. Her cold blue eyes pierce right through my gaze, igniting a feeling I never felt in a long time. Familiarity. All of a sudden, I'm hit with so many memories triggered by her simple gaze.

On cue, the cloaked figure revealed herself and I gasped when I registered her face. "We meet again," She breathed. Standing before me was Alpha Red herself!