Sonic Exe Knuckles の小説・ストーリー

Skeleton King and his men stole a glance at each other because they did not expect an ambush here. “Kill them!” Skeleton King roared and pulled out his gun before firing at Knucker. At the same time, his subordinates also started firing at Knucker’s men. A frown appeared on their foreheads as they quickly dropped to the ground. Not Knucker, however. As an Eighteen General himself, he was a strong fighter in his own right. But, his mastery of inner strength also pushed him to heights he’d never thought he could achieve. His pupils sparkled as he saw the trajectory of the bullets. A white mist rose from his body as he ducked the shit with a bow.

Vicoliz threw his axe up and appeared above Kunle and then he launched his second axe downwards and the axe got stuck in the neck of Kunle. Kunle chuckled and tried to pulled out the axe from his neck but all to no avail "You can't pull out, what even superman can't carry" Zeus said landing on the ground "Then we play it the joker's way" Kunle giggled and sent an iron axe towards the neck of Vicoliz who was just regaining balance. The axe stopped few inches from the tip of Vicoliz's Adam apple. "Remove the axe or he looses his thoat" Kunle threatened.......

The door opened and Knuckles came in. " What do you want?" I asked him. " I'm sorry to disturb you X but we have a problem. " He said. He knows that I hate being disturbed. " Are you going to tell me what the problem is or do I have to shoot it out of you. " I said to him. I hate people who waste my time. " Sir Berner has betrayed us, he took off with the shipment. " Knuckles said with a scared tone, he has to be scared because he knows that I don't play around when it comes to money. I turned around and I punched him in the stomach and he fell down.

Kayson emitted two more streams of lightning energy and abolished Claude's powers right before Claude fell to the ground. Claude stared at Kayson hatefully. “If you dare to kill me, my mentor will take revenge on you.” “Oh? Your mentor?” asked Kayson. Claude explained, “Yes. My mentor is the one I mentioned earlier. Skyriv’s number one swordsman, Tre-strike Turner, also known as Ezekiel Turner!” Kayson was slightly surprised. “Do you mean Tony Turner’s brother, Ezekiel Turner?”

The next dozen or so punches landed on his body without any fancy moves. The bones breaking resounded through the air. Demon Son could not bear the pain at all. He could not help but howl in pain. Son of the Evil Lord took the opportunity to activate his bells. Layers of sound waves tore through the air and roared. Chu Xun sneered and punched out. The fist light was so bright and shattered the sound waves. The eyes of the Son of the Evil Lord were filled with horror. Only then did they realize that Chu Xun hadn't lied at all. He was indeed teasing them before.

“Maybe. But we can create our own version of happiness. The Sinners Men are the strongest in Sin city. The Nightfall Kings are the strongest in Nightfall Hills. As a team, we will be unstoppable, Karan.” “How do I know this isn’t bullshit?” Knox stepped back and bent at the waist. He touched his ankle, and when he stood, he was wielding a sharp knife. Maksim didn’t look fazed, not until Knox went to the sink and cut off his own pinky finger.

"We are all safe at the hotel. I won't let anyone bully my little sisters, not even Jacob." Letting the phone fall into the passenger seat, I refocused my attention on the bright, sunny road, steering my car towards the office of a renowned doctor—a friend from the Greenfrost Pack had recommended to me. My son's crucial illness had brought me back to this bothersome Knightstorm Pack, my only purpose to secure the lifesaving surgery he so desperately needed.

Kayson emitted two more streams of lightning energy and abolished Claude's powers right before Claude fell to the ground. Claude stared at Kayson hatefully. “If you dare to kill me, my mentor will take revenge on you.” “Oh? Your mentor?” asked Kayson. Claude explained, “Yes. My mentor is the one I mentioned earlier. Skyriv’s number one swordsman, Tre-strike Turner, also known as Ezekiel Turner!” Kayson was slightly surprised. “Do you mean Tony Turner’s brother, Ezekiel Turner?”

With his eyes downcast, Antonio crouched, gripping the gang leader’s shirt, his fingers digging into the fabric. He leaned in, his voice insouciantly calm. "If you make it home alive," he murmured, eyes gleaming with menace, “Dile a Vincenzo que Knuckles va por él.{Tell Vincenzo that Knuckles is coming for him}.” The man gasped for breath, but Blade didn’t wait for a response. His fist slammed into his face—once, twice—until the repeated blows opened a wound, sending crimson gushing down the man's face.

I look back at Skinner. He hands me a small knife; I pulls up my shirt sleeve and cut a small line putting the same pressure Knuckles was and all I do is wince slightly. I wave the knife at him when I'm done. I see Knuckles smirking at me. The skin starts to tingle where I put the small cut and I feel a rush run through me.