Sisters Of Battle Hollow Knight นิยาย & เรื่องราว

he growled protectively. So the brothers were mated to a pair of sisters. Aisling and Rhiannon. Both names mean lost souls. So painfully true. Both women will never find their true mate in their lifetime. The instant my realisation was complete everything dropped. Like flying down a lift shaft my breath vanished. I woke up in a heap on the floor. My nose is bleeding. As my vision steadied I saw Beta Patrick, leaning over me. Apparently he’d got bored of waiting and decided to use the wooden club.

Sokolov swung a blade enchanted with runes, slicing through one of the creatures with a burst of white flame. Cassie clutched Aragorn tightly, shielding him behind a layered ward as Cassian whispered next to her. “They’re scared, Mommy. But the light is brighter.” The battle raged for what felt like hours. The sanctuary echoed with gunfire, spells, and inhuman shrieks. Finally — the last of the Hollow Shells fell, burning to ash. V. The Ritual Begins Breathing heavily, they regrouped. “We don’t have much time,” Seraphina said. “The Hollow King will sense this breach.”

And judging by the way Kael stiffened, it wasn't entirely his either. The goddess turned toward the cavern entrance. Her expression darkened. "They found us." A chill ran down my spine. The Hollow Kings. Another tremor shook the ruins, closer, louder. The battle above had reached the caverns below. Kael's jaw tightened. "How long?" The goddess looked toward the throne. "Not long." Of course. That answer was becoming a terrible habit. A distant roar echoed through the cavern. Then another. Then the unmistakable sound of stone collapsing. The Hollow Kings were breaking through. Fast. Too fast.

My chest ached with longing I couldn’t name, and yet… there was a clarity now, a certainty that I had never felt before. My path was set. My legacy was calling. And in the shadows of the coming storm, he would be waiting. I rose, pulling on my cloak and the sword at my side. Crescent Crimson would be my sanctuary, my training ground, my forge. And soon… Winter Hollow would learn that the returned Wolfe had come back and ready to fight for what belongs to her.

Teresa froze for a moment at Caitlin’s probing, “No….” Sienna quickly backed up her sister. "No, Caitlin. It really came from training. That's all." Caitlin raised an eyebrow. "But you didn’t get any marks? Aren’t you two usually training together?" Sienna hesitated, glancing at her own hand in response to Caitlin’s question, her face stiffening with uncertainty. Both Sienna and Teresa were part of the Shadow Moon Pavilion, and Caitlin had always known that the sisters stuck together. Whether it was missions or training, they were like two halves of a whole. But now, Caitlin’s words caught Sienna off guard.

I drove my fists into the heavy bag until my knuckles split and my shirt stuck to my skin. It didn’t help. Her face stayed in my head. Her voice. The memory of her standing too close and pretending not to notice the tension between us. I was heading toward the showers when one of my security team hurried over. “Sir. We have a situation.” I stopped. “What kind?” “The Alpha’s sister. Nadia. She’s at The Hollow.” The Hollow sat on the edge of neutral territory. A bar where pack members drank when they didn’t want witnesses. It also attracted rogues and every kind of trouble.

“Damn, Irina, I guarantee you, I will own that moment so much, you'd think he's the bride!” And, then, hysterical laughter rang out. The two ladies were Anna and Irina Sabalenka, blood siblings, and they were riding in Anna's black Corvette, on their way to pick up Anna's wedding gown for her impending wedding to her childhood sweetheart, Neo McKinney. Irina, the younger sister, was billed to be the chief bridesmaid, and the excitement in the two ladies’ hearts was evident. “Seriously, though, it would be the happiest day of my life, Irina.. I almost can't believe that it's actually happening,” Anna continued, “I almost have to pinch myself.”

“Take the children alive.” “Kill everyone else.” Killian drew his obsidian blade. The Northern warriors formed ranks. The Guardians turned to meet the advancing army. I looked once toward the descending stairway. Then toward the battle that was about to consume the valley. The Hollow had opened. But entering it meant leaving others to fight without us. For one terrible heartbeat, I couldn’t tell which choice would cost us more. Then Maya squeezed my hand. “They’re buying us time.” I met Killian’s eyes.

If he wanted the sisters to go up against him, he could disprove their claims and imprison them or kill them for being frauds. Akasha looked at me as if reading me like a book, before turning her attention back to my father and asking, “when and where?” with an air of confidence that floored me. My father, frowning, answered, “The sisters shall fight in two days' time at dawn, they will battle against each other, and the winner will face my highest guard Taoen.”

I suddenly curled my lips into a faint smile. "It’s fine. Don’t get yourselves involved." … The moment I stepped out of the classroom, Nicholas and his lackeys shoved me into the equipment room at the far end of the field. Inside, I was met with a painfully familiar face—Stacy. Nicholas stood beside her, tilting his chin toward me. "So, this is the so-called sister who thinks she can throw her weight around just because your family owes her a favor?"