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[Amor’s POV] Nyx Scythe? Like the grim reaper’s scythe? “How do you know about the scythe?” Kaltain asked. “Do you really think all I had been doing in the past few years was play hide and seek with you and your lord? The magic that was used to bring night to this world wasn’t dark magic, even though it included living sacrifices. It was a curse. And Nyx Scythe is the only weapon gifted to the sorcizens by the god of death himself. That weapon can cut through and tear apart any curse…”

I tell her about life above the ground and try to respond as best as possible to her questions while I wait for the scythe. It doesn't take long for the scholar to return. The scythe is smaller than I expected. It has a straight handle, while the blade has the shape of a crescent moon and red. Different gems ornate the blade. When I touch it, I feel how powerful the scythe is. I put it in the messenger bag I have. I look at the Queen and make a small bow. “Thank you, Queen scorpion. I shall not forget this. The werewolves all around the world will hear about your kindness. If you even need our help, contact me. I am Elena Țepeș, from the Blood Moon Pack.”

Our parents are used to our banter. “I see Mom gave you your gift. Well, let me give you my gift.” Dad says with a grin as he waves his hand, and shadows swarm around his hand. When the shadows disappear, there is a war scythe in his hands. It’s almost identical to his. Except where his has black details, mine has dark purple. The top part of the blade has jimpings as the blade curves toward where it meets the staff; it has dark purple bone-like fragments sticking from it. On the bottom of the staff, there is a badass-looking skull with purple jeweled eyes. “It’s time you had your own war scythe for reaping souls.”

“You have to cut the connection!” “I can’t— it’s inside me!” He reached her in a blur, grabbing her wrist and forcing her hand downward. Their fingers overlapped around the scythe’s handle, the combined power of their essence igniting the weapon in brilliant light. “Then we sever it together!” They drove the scythe downward, plunging it into the ground. Light exploded from the point of impact, tearing through the corrupted energy in violent, sweeping arcs. The entity shrieked, its form fracturing into shards of black glass that screamed as they fell.

Damon rubbed his eyes. He wanted to believe that. It was stupid, really. If this whole thing with talking was just meant to get him to drop his guard, then it was working. Wasn’t he smarter than this? He tried to pull his anger and hate forward, to shield himself from unfortunate emotions—but he was so tired of being angry. He sighed as he turned toward her. "How many witches are in Scanthin ?” “I only know about one,And that is me Scarlett." Scar murmured, holding herself tightly.Damon advanced on her and she backed into the wall, staring up at him with wide eyes. “Why should I believe you?”

Mathin parried. And suddenly Scy was there, a katana-like energy blade weaving like St. Elmo’s fire, interfering with the monster’s blade and luring it away while Mathin freed himself. Balanced on one foot, Mathin withdrew his own gun and stood ready to aid should Scy need it.

Ugh, think faster Agatha! As I got closer and closer to the back of his bookshelves, the sound got louder and louder. And when I was finally able to get close, I immediately threw the book that I'm holding to the man that is facing behind me. Oh, my gosh! He is being r*pe! And by a man! When I threw the book at him, they both turned and looked at me. My eyes widened when I saw Caleb naked and his forehead is wrinkled. When we both saw each other, my eyes widened and his eyes also widened and he quickly stood up when he recognized me. Dude, that was a wrong move! Now, his naked body is right in front of me! It's visible to my two naked eyes! As the woman covers her chest with her hand and gla

Its hunger throbbed - dark, pulsing, wanting out. No. The Duskbane Grimoires were clear: the Scythe was a weapon of eclipse. Summon it under night, invite the darkness to consume the wielder's soul. A sun-weapon. Tonight, I was on my own. A metallic clink erupted from behind the practice dummies. I didn't turn. Didn't break stride. I sent a Threadbare filament behind me like a spider's web. It brushed something cold, hard, moving fast. "Ten of you," I murmured, voice low, aristocratic silk. "And here I thought the Shadow Syndicate had some pride left."

He produced a lighter and flashed an evil grin. Reya screamed like she was being slaughtered, but that did not stop Luther from setting her on fire. "No… help! Luther, help me! If you don’t save me, I’m going to die!" Reya writhed in pain and rolled around on the ground desperately. Luther looked up to the sky and smiled. "Amaranth, you must have been begging me to save you, too, didn’t you? You must have felt so hopeless because of my dismissal. I could have saved you…"

he think he needs explanation from Zhang fei fei. seriously he really hate stressing his brain thinking about some grand plot of other gods, what has always matter to him is to kill. the scythe headed directly toward Zhang fei fei forehead as Fei Fei who seem to be expecting this raise his hand using his finger to point at the scythe tip creating something like invisible wall. "you tricked me twice you ungodly piece of sh...t" Tthanatos voice rumbled all over the foggy world, he hasn't appeared yet.