Novel & Cerita Rwby Watches Death Battle

She was like a sister to me, so I would never want to watch my sister die for me; instead, I would be the one to die for my sister. We were both seated at the empty lounge with a few warriors standing at attention a few miles away. We hadn’t said anything in a while. I don’t think I’m in the right state to bring up any conversation. My heart is too focused on the battle and what might be happening. Bryan was with dark magic, and I knew he would make it extremely difficult for Raven; it wasn’t that I didn’t believe in Raven’s strength, but he was just a mere wolf, after all. What can his wolf do against dark powers? He can be killed with just a snap of Bryan’s finger.

Taifū and Odoroku were primarily close range support, just in case Death could somehow close the gap. Death's side of things were at best frustrating. The rings kept floating around him and shooting flames, making it difficult to get close. If he started moving forward the rings would focus on redirecting him. The fire wasn't what worried him. He could always endure through the flames and close the gap, if Amaterasu was his only opponent. Odoroku and Taifū stayed close to their master. They waited patiently, ready to intercept anymore long range attacks Death might try. They were pleasantly surprised to see Amaterasu's rings handling Death on their own. They both thought it seemed like an ea

Ruby’s music quickened and her celestial white dragon took a stance in front of her. “What? What is she doing?” asked Duke Leopard. “I don’t know. But that’s one of the skill shots that is meant for a final blow,” said the Emperor. Everyone gasp at his words. As the vermilion bird circled in the sky it came dashing at Ruby as it shot out its powerball. Ruby quicken her music even more and said, “Death Dance!” Her celestial white dragon who was done gathering his energy from his stance, spins into a circle and shot up like a sling. Weaving across the battlefield it went straight forward towards the powerball. It splits the powerball in half and strike the vermilion bird sending it shrilling f

*whoosh* *bam* *swish* *pow*… Amidst the flurry of movements, Ravyn momentarily lost herself in her thoughts. Images of her injured self from past battles flashed before her eyes. Liriene, with her right eye permanently blinded after surviving an assassination attempt. Kanji, blood gushing from his throat in a harrowing encounter. Drew, his body destroyed from within, haunting Ravyn's mind once again. Determined to push past these haunting memories, Ravyn refocused her attention and intensified her counterattacks against the training android. *swish* *bwok* *pow*…

Not like she was supporting the enemy which was actually Clara and Kieran, but they were kicking some home world butt. “And you got it” Ronnie said and she didn’t like her tone. “You’re lying”. “Not like I care or anything, but Supernaturals are dying. Just a reminder”. The seal was close enough to what she saw. She had seen it in her mind and it was close. The wings were on her back now and Ronnie had a smirk and Danny grabbed her by her wrist and she was glowing purple. “Like hell I’ll let you out of my sight”. And they made their way to the battlefield. She had arrived just in time to see spinning death going towards every soldier. The power alone radiating off of it scared her. But she d

They didn’t even notice how their defenses were starting to fail. Hunters were screaming along with the rouges. They think victory comes from their group, but one of the rouges screams when the werewolves start to attack. ** Drake was playing with his son in the queen’s chamber when he heard the loud banging sound of explosions, gunshots, and grunts from afar. His forehead knitted; he put his son in the crib and rushed towards the window to see where the explosions came from. Drake’s eyes went cold and dangerous as Dillon appeared in his mind.

“But you don’t understand, do you? This isn’t a battle you can win.” “Watch me,” I shot back, attacking again. She laughed, blocking my strikes with ease. Her movements were fluid, almost inhuman, and her strength far surpassed mine. But I refused to back down. As we fought, I noticed the glowing sphere in her hands—the object from my vision. Its light pulsed rhythmically, each beat sending waves of power through the air. “You’re too late,” she said, her smile widening. “The veil will fall, and there’s nothing you can do to stop it.”