Shot Down In The Blaze Of Glory Novels & Stories

“Plans are for cowards! Glory is earned in battle, not in the post！“ ”This is not about merits or glory! It’s about–” I was about to scold her further. Still, she struggled free from my hold and rushed forward, pushing past various generals who all stared at her with utter shock and annoyance as they saw her recklessly attacking and jeopardizing the steelproof plan Pricne Deacon and everyone had discussed.

*Swhoosh! Zamonte was struck by a flaming arrow, its searing heat piercing his shoulder. The unexpected attack threw him off balance, momentarily halting his pursuit. The sound of another arrow slicing through the air reached Zamonte's ears, and he swiftly turned to see two more projectiles hurtling towards him. Reacting on instinct, he veered away to avoid their deadly trajectory. But... *boom!* As the Drive Ammo collided with the freshly crimsoned sand beneath their feet, a deafening explosion erupted, violently propelling Zamonte away from Shaitan. Despite just receiving takedown ammo, Ifrit remained standing, defiant, as the swirling red sand enclosed him.

I thought I broke free, but he was spinning a new web all along. What was waiting for me in Engleton?

LUCIAN Burn the bridges. It was a phrase I’d forever carry with me so long as I still had fire burning through my veins. The first howl shattered the night like a blade through glass. It rose from the front lines, raw, furious and unrestrained. It was answered immediately by dozens more.

To put out my raging fire before it consumes all in its path? The naked arc of suspended arrogance slashed through the quiet air like a tomahawk aimed at a bone. By the time it brutally reconnected with the floor in a blistering implosion of net and ball, Oakwood's whole roster had slouched and broken, with the last shreds of pluck and pride torn away.

She unfolded it and read: “You will be found guilty a week from now. I’ve seen it. Fuck around and find out if you want to call my bluff or come help me, and in return I’ll ensure your freedom in Rivermirror. If we have a deal, be on your way to city square right now. Take a gun with you, you’ll need it.” As she processed the words, a deafening explosion shook the air. The academy, now engulfed in flames, was the epicenter. The blast’s force obliterated nearby buildings, leaving ash and destruction in its wake. The skies darkened with smoke, red-tinted clouds casting an apocalyptic glow as shockwaves rippled through the city, evaporating those caught too close.

She raised her face to the moon and cried, "Moon Goddess! If I must die, then let this not be the end. Let me come back and right this injustice. I will pay any price. Even my soul!" Then suddenly the flames rose higher, as if fed by an invisible hand. Sharons piercing screams echoed into the night as the fire consumed her completely, leaving behind the burnt blackened chain.

And then—what felt like the end of everything— a deafening, apocalyptic BOOM ripped through the night as the flagship opened fire. “INCOMING!” Liam shouted, and he dove into the sand, fast, like instinct took over. Above us the sky lit up, the air screaming with fiery trails, those massive iron cannonballs raining absolute ruin on the shoreline, breaking the sacred truce wide open and dragging the continent back into full scale war again.

In the blink of an eye, the entire space was enveloped in flames. "Argh…" All at once, everyone including the army riders and the Skyway Association members' faces paled. They could not react in time, and were swallowed by the flames as the air rang with anguished cries and they were turned into ash in no time. Seeing the flames move towards them made Janoff and Tyson reel in shock. They did not spare a second to hesitate, soaring forward to form a protective shield. In the blink of an eye, the flames collided against the shield. Both men let out dull hums as the shield disintegrated in an instant and both men were sent flying.

But victory costs a breath And the gun fires at point blank range. As the shot echoes through the desert Only one truth remains Someone is not walking away.