Rwby Watches Hunters Of Justice นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Leonardo asked, referring to the device that would be used to check Hazel's wolf. "I brought it," Mergec replied and brought out a red jade bracelet. "She has to put this on, and if it shines a bright light, then her wolf is okay and in good health. If it doesn't emit any light, that means her wolf is dead or barely alive," he explained and handed it to Leonardo, who wore it to check its durability and genuity. As he wore it, the bracelet emitted a bright red light, showing that it was working. With a satisfied nod, he removed it, placing it into his jacket pocket for easy access.

“I’ve saved him enough to make your death worth it.” He drew a massive halberd and charged. The impact rang through the hall, our weapons locking with a shower of sparks. He was stronger—amped by whatever relic corruption had revived him—but I didn’t care. Rage and love burned hotter. “Jude!” Raymond shouted. “Stay behind me!” “Not happening!” He flung a beam of light straight into the Hunter’s chest, staggering him. I seized the opening, slashing across his armor, black ichor spilling out.

We need to act in case Brock is watching. “What makes you think he is a hunter?” I ask, my fingers stretch out as I cover his shoulder blades. “He has a necklace with a medal hanging on his chest. An arrow and the bow in a circle. That is a sign my mom taught me to look for when I was a child,” Jason whispers. “I didn’t see it.” I furrow my brows, thinking back to Brock’s clothes. “He hid it the moment he saw us, and I was able to catch a glance at it, so it is possible that I didn’t see it correctly,” Jason tells me, stroking my back. “Sorry, I didn’t want to scare you. I might be wrong.”

Raven whipped her head around, spotting a hunter dragging Sabrina by the arm toward the trucks. “No!” She tore across the yard, bullets grazing her shoulders, her blood hot but healing fast. She slammed into the hunter, sending him flying, then crouched over Sabrina like a shield. “You okay?” Sabrina’s lips trembled. She nodded, eyes wide, terrified not just of the hunters but of Raven’s Wolf. Meanwhile, Reed fought like a man possessed. Shotgun in hand, he blasted through the nearest hunter, reloaded with a snarl, and dropped another. His jacket was ripped, blood streaked across his temple, but he never stopped.

' He looked down at the boy and the woman bleeding in the ash. 'Wipe the floor,' Halloway commanded. 'Drop the Iron Rain. Zero on my coordinates.' Above the dome, the sky didn't just hum. It ignited. A dozen tungsten rods detached from the Carrier’s belly, their targeting reticles locking onto the exact spot where Leo was trying to drive the shard into the Watcher's heart. Leo looked up at the ceiling, his gold-flecked eyes catching the first white-hot streak of the falling rods. 'Mommy?' he whispered. The Watcher's hand found the hilt of the shard in Leo's hand and twisted it upward toward his own ribs.

Kaye Aubrey whispered then pecked on his cheek before leaving him in a greater state of stress. A safe distance away from them Victor was shaking his head as he held on to the back of Justice’s neck. The younger man’s wolf eyes glowed in the dark. “Let me go.” Justice growled, “I’ll just give her one scratch. Promise. I won’t kill her.” “She didn’t do anything, Man, let it go.” Victor chided. Justice has so much to learn about the human world. It’s just how humans are with their friends, although he too did smell the lust out of Kaye Aubrey, he also smelled hunger.

The substance was slick but smooth enough to glide through. I lay against Leo’s back. With his slow movements and the thick scent surrounding us, my wrist suddenly beeped. [PLAYER DETECTED: RAVEN HART] [SPIKE LEVEL: 50%] “What’s that?” Leo chuckled. I pressed the watch tightly, as if that would silence it. “Nothing… just this watch misbehaving.” “You sure it’s the watch,” he teased, “or do you find my back and movements sexy?” I rolled my eyes, though my body stiffened. “Are you doing this on purpose?”

My body began to shake as I recall Ryder, I recall the sound of the gunshots…the warrior pulling the trigger and his scream erupting and shattering the silence in the woods as I ran as far as I could, because he asked me to. Tears fill my eyes fast and I blink them away angry at how it still hurts after all these years. My hand shakes on the tank as I stare at the symbol wondering how Reign has this bike, why he keeps it hidden like something important, why the Sawmoon mark is carved here in his private room.

Not to become some twisted game of cat and mouse. I start to move toward the other chosen hiders, but Grayson's grip tightens on my waist, spinning me around to face him. He pulls something from his pocket—a sleek black watch that probably costs more than my car. When he turns it over, I catch the glint of custom engraving on the back: Sunshine. My heart stutters. "What's this?" He reaches for my wrist with predatory patience. "Give me your hand." I narrow my eyes, every instinct screaming danger. "Why?"

“I called you here today so that you can repay the amount of grief it has caused you over the years. It’s up to you to decide if you want to take this chance or not.” “I’m not strong…” “I’m well-aware. But that’s not the question I asked. Do you want to slay it?” asks Yasuhiro with a serious face. “Yes, in fact I want to murder it.” Says Akihiko with bloodlust. “Good. You’ve got what it takes to be a hunter. Now, let us move on with the training.” He says and gets up. Ayame asks them- “So~ am I supposed to tag along too?”