Slam Dunk Manga Panels Novels & Stories

The stance and the aura resemble the third panel! “Council had lost the highest panel on the last vampire attack. Sadly, it was me whom he passed his authority and ability.” He placed his hand on his chest and the other on his back before bending his body like a noble gentleman introducing himself. “Mujer Villamor, miss Shadowstone. The council’s third panel.”

CHAPTER 1 Lily's POV PIZA to eiga wo ogoriatta Mukashi wo barashiatta Himitsu wa mou naitte KURABU de battariattara Naiteta yo kimi ga otoko no yoko de ...I'm a dummy >Lily's Alarm (Limit Control - Dummy)

What should I--' *SLAM* I suddenly stood up and slam as hard as I can both of my hands on our table causing my other co-workers flinch at their spot and I could feel the tension was getting into a high level as I turned behind and all of their attention went towards me and the man gives me a smirk as he walk towards me and tap me by the shoulder. "What's the matter? Do you truly agreed on your directors' trashy manga work?"He said raising a brow as I sighted and shove his hand away from my shoulder as he glared at me.

"You're already strange but I still love you, so what–." "That's good to hear, so.." Nami stepped back and my eyes widened. "Nami no!" "Too late." Nami said as she already spread out her black wings on her back and Diana fainted, Jonas stumbled back while looking up to Nami in shocked, Jiroo coos and picks up Dalgom who were barking loudly that echoes throughout the entire house, Cubby covered Mina's eyes, Sean dropped his jaw staggered at what he was witnessing now and I slapped my forehead and shook my head.

Forms blurred dance—draw, cut, sheath—bodies colliding controlled violence, each brush electric foreplay. Shoji rattled suddenly, splintering shadow-intrusion. Five figures burst ink-black—board rebels, faces twisted vendetta, tanto knives glinting malice under dojo lanterns. Leader snarled Japanese filth, blade arcing Kenji's throat. Time fractured slow-mo: his bokken snapped block, but flanking wolves lunged my blindside.

Thunder Knee—rising upward while the electrical load discharged downward through the joint. He dropped back into a neutral stance, exhaling a long plume of mist. Yamato stood watching, his expression unreadable. "Not bad." "The Flash Step still needs refinement," Danial noted. "The Flash Step is fine," Yamato dismissed with a wave of his hand. His sharp eyes locked onto Danial's hip. "Show me the blade." Danial froze. Beside them, Balthazar went entirely still. "The... blade?" Danial repeated carefully. "The Sword Drawing Technique," Yamato said, his voice dropping into a register that made the ambient light seem to dim. "The manual I handed you when you first arrived. Show me what you've do

Adrian nodded in satisfaction. Suddenly, Abry Hills began to shake violently, with large rocks tumbling down. The Dark Knights who were cleaning the battlefield immediately called to their companions, hastily seeking cover. One injured Dark Knight watched as the sight of a falling boulder grew larger in his panicked eyes, hearing the urgent shouts of his comrades. "Pan, run!" "What are you waiting for? Get out of the way!" "You’ll be crushed!" However, due to his severe injuries, the injured Pan couldn't move fast enough. Smiling bitterly, he closed his eyes in despair, murmuring, “Goodbye, my dear comrades.”

“DAMN!” Nate slam his fist onto the table near him the moment he landed inside the club room. Frustrated and felt like he is stupid enough to not notice a single thing up until right now. But with the fact that his memories from the past loops are just recently unlocked, Haruna’s identity isn’t that clear from the last sixth loop. “Stupid! Just stupid.”

Slate was on his own. Nya sank down behind what seemed to be an old abandoned house and hugged her knees to her chest. She dropped her head and took in a few deep breaths as more visions danced before her eyes. Normally, she got these flickers of the future only seconds before they unfolded, but these seemed to be far off in the future. She saw herself and Slate sneaking into a castle, a dark one, large and menacing, one she’d never seen before. She saw a beautiful shimmering gem the size of her fist in her open palm. She saw Slate in his dragon form in chains…. Did that mean, if she were to help him, he’d be captured by the enemy? If that was the case, he’d be better off to let her go.

The Kirin hit the muddy ground with it’s front right hoof twice then a stance; a stretched neck downward as it’s long antlers fixedly pointed to its target with it’s dragon-like face slightly contorted. Unexpectedly to Dante knowing he’s the fastest man alive, which he believed it was totally true; Pamēla was already above him, glowing with a sudden burst of energy. He slowly gasped within that space of time. “She… could see where I’m positioned?!” Staring at the mystical creature above, the rider looked down at him including the one standing behind now raising her gothic war hammer with an evil smile underneath her helmet spoke; “We got you now.” Next, a blooming sound of destructive yellow