Sasori Quotes Mga Nobela at Kwento

"And I believe that it would be better for you to continue what you are saying?" "Am all ears, so go on" Aaron said as Sarz stares at him for a while and still continues narrating his story. "The reason why am better than Dizzy?" "Because I displayed my true color to you" Sarz said as he stands up from his seat while Aaron watches him as he reaches out. "Dizzy you see there is as dangerous as a green snake in a green garden" Sarz whispered to Aaron's ear and he is just slowly getting what Sarz is saying.

Dying so many times in the front lines of this dungeon dive must have been discouraging. “I guess that’s the difference between a gamer and an assassin,” he concluded. It was hard to put it into words. “You like dying?” Akiko recoiled slightly at the strange answer. Quickly defending himself to prevent Sasha from thinking of him as a pervert or something, Zen corrected her. “No! I mean to say that we see death very differently…” Sasha, who arrived in her new fashion, raised a brow and removed the new sunglasses shards decorating her hair. “What are you to talking about?”

Hiro “Already told you I don’t fix shite,” Sai snaps against Ayame’s pain. Her vulnerability. “You want a shoulder to cry on, call Farm Boy. Breaking things is my only point and purpose,” Sai slams back into the chair, shoving the bread pudding in his mouth before the leash he’s keeping on himself snaps.

“Somebody needed the work done without the paperwork.” “And then they needed me to vanish when I did it,” Susan said. “Ghost the scientist. Keep the formula.” “Who?” Sonja asked. “Names don’t mean anything until they do,” Susan said. “But I can give you a map.” “We like maps,” Sonja said. She slid a tablet across, the stylus laid like an invitation. “Draw.” Susan’s hand shook once when she started. It stopped by the second line.

Maria: "Zen you need to know that Soren is my best friend, we've been together since childhood, and moreover he's like a brother to me". After Soren's discharged from the pack hospital, Zen has been eating my mind. he's been so suspicious, it's anger me.

Phil said slowly, “why is he smiling?” Kagemoto Kazama coughed again before speaking. “Because,” he rasped, “you were so focused on killing me… you forgot to think about how easily I would let you win.” My stomach dropped. Then I noticed it, the blinking red light beneath the desk. Phil saw it too. “Oh you’ve got to be kidding me.” Kagemoto Kazama chuckled weakly, blood dripping from his mouth. “I told you before… never walk into a lion’s den unless you are prepared to die inside it.”

"You’re not absorbing the field. You’re feeding it back." Sora didn't walk; he surged. Every step left a blackened footprint on the sterile floor. He reached out and grabbed the edge of the metal console, his fingers melting through the alloy as if it were wax. The high-frequency hum emitting from his body reached a pitch that made Aidan’s ears bleed. "You wanted a weapon, Aidan," Sora said. His voice was no longer a single tone, but a layered, mechanical growl. "But you forgot that weapons don't have masters. They only have targets."

Ryan asked creating suspense pouring a shot for him in the empty glass. Mr. Sardines showed no interest in whatever Ryan was intending to speak. Ryan laughed sipping from the glass in his hand, "Dai, signor Sardines, so che avresti sicuramente voglia di conoscerlo. Non incolparmi se ti dispiace più tardi. ( Come on, Mr. Sardines, I know you'd definitely want to learn about it. Don't blame me if you regret it later. )"

"You look especially dazzling today. Perfect to be our designer." "You want an assistant for carrying loads. What are you praising me for?" Sari's mother spared him a condescending glance. "Bold of you to assume that. Can you bet with this old woman here? I can even lift you easily!" Ritian made a noise of a wounded puppy. 'So fierce!' __________

He injected some mana to the one moonstone and smirked. “This guy only knew a little but it somehow confirmed my suspicion.” Santi lazily said as he searched for the memories of one of the assassins on the moonstone. “It seemed that I was silent for too long that they thought I was a pushover.” He continued, “Well, they managed to push the wrong buttons. Wouldn’t it be a call for a celebration? I hadn’t felt this pissed for so long.” Sora just stared at its master. It did not utter any single word as it waited for its master’s command.