Sixth Tailed Beast の小説・ストーリー

Both let out a sigh of relief after they got the tag around the beast's tail which they had used their entire energy to hold the beast down while Heiytu snatched the tag. The beast was the size of a dog but it was fast and had six limbs with two hindlegs enabling it to walk. It was cute in Leqaria's eyes with its head that looked like a mouse and long ears. It wasn’t vicious in nature but easily frightened. And when it was frightened it would run or jump at a speed that was hard for them to capture.

She didn't feel humiliated, because she knew this would happen. To Aztec, Beatrice would always come first, and frankly, Sandra wasn't going to try and come between them. She didn't want to be in her fantasies of a prince charming because as long as she was human and the wolves despised her, there was just no way she would ever get comfortable and claim she was one of them.

King seriously judged Hana, who had a firm grasp of the win at first, but after the match between Hana and Kristen, King realized that Hana was not a mediocre person. King whistled three times in a row, crawling out of the hands of a strangely shaped beast. It is a bird with four legs, white neck feathers, and a whole black body. It is a second-level beast in the process of evolution, and in the Quansib, only two people own their beasts: Mr. D. Bean and Mr. Cusia. Everyone is talking about it; the spirit beast is a wisdom animal. It is not dominated by humanity, especially those who see it only as a control tool. The beast has five layers of strength awakening; depending on the species, the

I could feel their whispers like daggers at my back, their murmurs turning into a dull roar. "She’s insane." "She’ll die before the week’s out." "A mere omega with the beast king? What is she thinking?" Amira’s violet eyes widened in disbelief, her lips parting as if she couldn’t form the words to express her horror. Max, standing beside her, looked at me like I’d grown a second head. The once-confident sneer he wore now faltered, replaced by confusion. Even the Lycan king himself paused. Alaric, towering above everyone else at the foot of the staircase, stared at me with an expression I couldn’t decipher.

The beast was twice the height of a muscular man she’d ever seen—with a bone crest, four split jaws that open like a flower of fangs. ​His eyes had no pupils, only pits of endless night that could reflect my deepest fear. His body was covered in jagged obsidian scales and raw muscles; bone plates protruded like armor from his spine and limbs. Her hand flew to her mouth as she took a step back at the sight of his claws, long enough to pierce through her body in one swipe. Fear clawed in Kaerith's chest as her fingers shakily found the simple ties at her waist and loosened them.

At that point, Miss Sixth, who was in her primordial spirit state, emerged from the Mystic Archive. When she saw Imperious, she bowed respectfully. "Greetings, Third Master. I've heard about the matter you mentioned. You and your shaman achieved Immortal Unity. After the shaman's death, you used his body. I presume your current body belonged to him!" Imperious looked at Miss Sixth in surprise. "The sixth daughter of the Python family has transformed into a dragon and become one with this brat? You're right. Would you also like to become like me? If I kill this brat now, I'll fulfill your wish!"

To which Pawn Clara shook her head in the negative. "Kitsune are the Nine-tailed foxes," Bishop Eloise explained. "The nine tails signify nine points of power. One tail is a person's spiritual energy whereas the other tail is their physical strength. When the tenth tail is added, they become a spirit fox. Then it's called Spirit Fox." "Spirit Fox! That's awesome!" Pawn Clara exclaimed. Bishop Eloise told her to take him to the other side of the castle where he could smell Rook Theia. It was easy to spot a vampire among so many foxes.

He shouted loudly in the dark corner and immediately two big doberman ran out which were obviously Tiger and Tizen, just like Zavier mentioned. Their sharp canines out ready to tear that dead body away. It seemed like they were waiting for his order only. Zavier shooed them towards the dead body and they immediately latched on the dead body tearing it apart. The blood and shreds or skin splattered everywhere including the walls.

Elise took one last look at the stone walls and castle gate of the dungeon; her ears perked at the noise of fire torches passing by, noting that they were changing shifts. “We need to go,” but he was one step ahead of her; his bones shifted in a fast and steady manner. Elise was shocked, no doubt. She had never seen a wolf who turned effortlessly without pain; he was more like a shapeshifter than her kind. His mighty size stood at six feet tall, and his whole body was covered in dark midnight fur, with his eyes still holding that familiar gray undertone. Elise took a step back, but something in her knew not to be afraid of this mighty beast's appearance. Ka’al bowed to her to get on his back

Sarrtina says while she hovers over her master. "Forget revenge Sarrtina." The words come out as forced, no doubt because of the pain of losing his wings. "Revenge will come later. Right now we need to blend in with the humans." "Master?" She does not understand what he is saying. "Heaven is the result of a union between a human and a nonhuman. That's why she's so strong and we need someone just as strong if we are going to fight Achilles for the throne." "You want to mate with a human." Sarrtina finally understands what he is saying.