Smash Marth นิยาย & เรื่องราว

My strength, my last body, was nothing compared to his. But before I could sink completely into that pit, Gray’s voice broke the silence. “She’s not weak.” I froze. “She’s a warrior,” he said firmly, his gaze locked on Martha now. “Not just any warrior, a great one.” The conviction in his voice startled me. My chest tightened, not with pain this time, but with something unfamiliar. Something warm. I didn’t even know why his words mattered so much. But they did. And for the first time in a long time, I smiled, small, fragile, but real.

Like there was some type of power listening to get a plea, the setup she had placed in front of us with a screen changed and became blue. Martha walked to our front and picked up a knife that I hadn’t noticed was lying there. Ronan’s guards rose up as his Alpha pressure rushed out. But Martha paid no attention and slashed her palm. After that, she placed her in front of the screen and allowed it to drip on it. I watched, entranced as close to ten drops fell to the platform before she knelt down again. The viewing screen started to change and Martha sighed in relief. She took a piece of clothing and wrapped her palm before stepping away from there.

- Raymart immediately after throwing Raymart use his skills 2x so that the smoke can be more widespread RAYMART/MANA: 40/100 "waaaaiitttt!! I'm the original!!!"- Phil the shout was loud and every cell of our body shakes furiously! we slowly look at the remaining Phil... "OMG!!!!!!!"- Dessa

He turned to see Martha taking her human form, blood covering her hands and face. “He had a knife,” she said, sheepishly pointing to the weapon discarded on the ground. “He was possessed.” On the ground, too, was a man dressed in army attire. A chunk of his face was missing, his torso torn up. Marx glanced at the four fighting over their heads. Martha was staring at her bloodied hands when he returned his attention to her. She looked stricken. Marx took his human form to comfort her. “Martha.” “I’ve never killed a person before,” she said. “Not like—” She looked down at the ravaged body of the man.

Other than the liquid on his face, he did not feel anything wrong with him. However, his heart went through a tremendous change. At that moment, he hated himself for being so weak. Just as he was thinking about it, Fane sent another slash over. However, he was not the target this time, but Marth. With another squelch, Lourain looked over to see the vines being cut through like butter. After regaining his freedom, Marth slumped on the ground. Earlier, Marth had spent all of his strength trying to deal with those vines to no avail. After regaining his freedom, Marth was already completely spent. That was why he collapsed on the ground like that.

The shockwave from that blast had me flying backwards in surprise as I had not been expecting that kind of attack, while the beast fell to the ground, his body melting from the blast. I got back up, ready to get back into the fight as Martha fell to the ground exhausted. She had used up every ounce of energy she had in her body. “Stop holding back,” she muttered to me. “Take that bastard out and do it quickly.” I nodded, watching the man stand to his feet, his body completely healed as his clothes were burnt off. “Did you think that would be enough to stop me?” he growled. I zipped into him, putting my entire attack into the punch I had for him.

Making my way to my room, I slipped into my black tactical shirt, pants, boots and gloves readying to head out to what me and the guys called the maze. Sending a text to Papa and Madre that I was leaving and to let Val know, I jumped into my Subaru WRX and took to the wild terrain of my back yard. The bumps and dips toggled me and loosened up my body so that I could enjoy the hunt. I grabbed my walkie and let out a howl, waiting for a signal to go at any moment. "The motherfūcker is back! You're clear to enter into the game Claymore." The nickname given to me by my brothers in arms was code for battle. I clipped the walkie to my Molle webbed belt and picked up my knives sliding them into the

Mara POV I glow in the air. She suddenly pieces the whole field with her power and charges at me in the form of spears. And then I started dodging it, destroying and breaking them. Seeing that they are not stopping, I made a snow shield and started blocking it. I went for her in the midst of the form spears. She broke more and sent them at me, missing with the stone and I did not find her again. I dodged, blocked and sent a snow wave scattering most of the formed weapon.

I'm kind of exaggerated but who cares! Alex looked at me like I was a criminal; like it was a crime to hate marshmallows. “How… how… oh my God. How can you say marshmallows are disgusting? They’re divine…” Okay, this guy was just being dramatic. Did marshmallows save his life or something? I chuckled, amused that it was bothering him this much. "Okay, okay. I’ve heard you. Can we drop this and focus on what we’re here to do?" Alex furrowed his eyebrows and pouted like a kid who just got scolded by his mum. "I guess we can."

Martha is one of the blade’s assassins and I have seen her make advances at master but she is just as insignificant as the rest of them. “When you left aqua blade, we were all happy and now you are back with your bad luck. What should I call you?” She folds her hands across her chest, “evil?” Martha furthers asks with a raised brow. “Everything was going fine until you showed up again” Amira chips in from the side. “Everything was fine before you came back, Imogen” Martha says again, “you could have just stayed there forever” “If you can’t stand me, why don’t you leave aqua blade?” I hiss in anger, “if for anything, I belong here more than the whole lot of you combined”