Sonic Reacting Novelas e Histórias

Every electronic device in the room sparked and died. The hunters closest to me were thrown backwards by the force of the sound. They hit walls and furniture and lay there stunned or unconscious. Marcus had his hands over his ears and was staring at me with shock and something that might have been fear. I kept screaming until the power was exhausted and my voice gave out. Then I ran for the door, leaping over fallen hunters and dodging the ones who were still trying to recover from the sonic blast.

"Big words from a man trapped in my ward." "Trapped?" I grin wider, my fangs flashing. "This little light show? It tickles." The New Order members—eighteen of them, all in their stupid black-and-red robes—raise their sonic devices in unison. The sound hits me like a hammer to the skull. I double over with a grunt, pain exploding behind my eyes, my ears ringing. My bones vibrate like they're about to shatter, my vision going black. It fucking burns. I sway, gritting my teeth, fighting the pull at my consciousness.

He jammed his finger down on the emitter’s trigger. A wave of invisible, crushing pressure slammed into the room. Cattleya screamed, her ears ringing with the sound of a thousand glass panes shattering at once. The vampires didn't die; they shrieked in agony, their bodies convulsing, their skin blistering and turning to ash where the sonic waves hit them. The room became a kaleidoscope of chaos”shattered relics, dust, pulverized stone, and the desperate, thrashing forms of the undead.

The frightening soundwave shook Sir Osborn, Paxton, and the other regular Osborn family members into bleeding out of their orifices and falling to the ground. Swenson looked shocked. “Is that Sydartha Society’s Titanium Leo-roar?” Hank Veal’s signature skill? Kayson knew it as well?! Judging by how he had executed it, he was close to completing the practice, and even grandmasters could not possibly overlook the effect of the soundwave. “Hah!” Valdis shouted, dispelling Kayson’s soundwave with wrathful eyes that looked like they could spit fire. “Kid, you’re provoking me!”

It was a spell. ​A violent, invisible shockwave of sonic energy erupted from the tip of the bone staff. The sound wasn't loud in a traditional sense; it was a glass-shattering screech that bypassed the ears and tore straight into the minds of everyone present. Dozens of hardened Silver Ridge warriors dropped to their knees, clutching their ears as blood began to seep from their canals. ​The sonic screech blasted upward, a visible ripple in the night air that tore across the courtyard. It bypassed the frontline entirely, ignoring Marcus’s snapping jaws and the drawn swords of the elite guards. The force of the magic slammed directly into the upper levels of the keep.

Justin's scream could awaken the death, it shook the building they were in. "West please, stop hurting him…" Sophia cried weakly. "Leave my son alone! I already told you to kill me. I am the person that hurt you, not my son, he has done nothing wrong!! His only crime was being born by an evil mother!!!" Mrs. Smith cried, fighting to free herself and go to her son.