Soul Archer Ninjago 소설 & 이야기

The hall hums with excited chatter as the students wait for our headmaster to begin initiation. I spot all my parents to the left of the stage. They are talking with Sage, a powerful seer I’d met once. Seeing her has my nerves intensifying. What if I’m not a seer and I’m just imagining the link with Archie and Dillon? I close my eyes and draw on the gift that I feel pulsing in my chest. When I open my eyes again, I see the shimmering tether that connects my soul with Archie’s. It’s so strong and sure, as if a part of our souls are reaching out to each other, desperately trying to merge.

“Then that someone should be his father. Let him stay with his father. Don’t tear them apart!” Archer stepped closer, his voice low and deadly. “I’ve already lost Fernando once. I won’t lose him again. Not to a world that wants us destroyed.” “I’m not stealing his child.” “You will, if you care about him.” “I care enough not to do this.” The air was razor-thin. My heart pounded. Then Archer’s hand went up. He turned slightly and gave a simple, horrifying command. “Shoot the man.” “No—NO!” I lunged.

I tilted my head to the side and I caught sight of the soulbind arrow about two inches away, he didn’t notice the bag, because he was busy carving a perfect circle on my chest. My broken hand reached out and pulled one of the arrows, before he could react, I plunged the arrow to his chest with all my strength. He fell back with a earth shattering scream, and his body started shaking then bursted into dust. I fell back to the ground, my eyes closed, I gave in to the darkness that consumed me.

“The Princess’s soul will be triggered and urge coming out when confronted by the Draconian. After that, whenever the Princess feels her life is threatened, she will try to fight back.” Servant looked at Gemma’s hands. “One form of resistance is by exploding energy from both hands. Which your body can’t support, because it’s your soul that does it. So the explosion of energy is not only deadly to the opponent, but deadly to you.” “You mean... Inside my soul also flows the energy of the Archturian race?” “Of course. Why do you think you can be so strong with such a small body?” “Because of years of practice?”

Archer fell back on his straw bed. He was getting dizzy from everything he had just found out. The soldier in him told him it was right to remain behind, wait to heal, find out more information before leaving. But the romantic in him wanted to burst through the South gates and protect Adalia. He couldn’t imagine who the mastermind behind all of this was, Conan or Xander; those were the only senior commanders he knew. His fists punched into his make shift bed as he let out a loud growl of frustration. He had never felt this useless in his life.

He said and I glared at him. “What I am Archer, is determined to get my woman back. Kiara is mine and no one on this earth or above it will be taking her away from me.” He let out a resigned sigh as we went to the car and my eyes glinted with anticipation. I couldn’t wait to have my Tigress home with me again.

He is close. That night, Tahr holds me tightly and reassures me that we will survive. I trust Tahr and our friends and I know we will make it through this. We snuggle in the nest with our son and talk about names. I say no to Kyran, Braden, and Regal. Tahr says no to Archer, Asgard, and Damar. It's such an ordinary thing to do when we know danger is so very near. I fall asleep in Tahr's arms as he watches over us. I plan to be at full strength to fight our enemy.

He did not even see what the enemy looked like. It was really an expert archer! He raised his head, glanced around, and shouted, “Hey, if you’re capable, come out and fight with me. Don’t hide like a coward!” As soon as he spoke, some sounds were heard from a bush from far away. A muscular man, who had exquisite features, was holding a longbow and carrying arrows on his back while walking out. This man was Sagittarius from Twelve Golden Zodiacs, the organization under Thomas! He had outstanding archery skills, and he was the top expert in ambushing and shoot-to-kill.

PRINCE ARCHER had been walking for nearly half an hour, his sword on his right hip, his bow and arrow and some nets and traps on a knapsack on his back, when he spotted Aurora, her bright red hair glimmering under the rays of the sun. She was crouched on one of her traps, holding a fat, brownish rabbit. “Aurora!” he called. She turned to look at the sound of his voice, her eyebrows furrowing. Despite her unwelcoming expression, he still felt joy in his chest upon seeing the lady again. He jogged towards her, only stopping when he was an arm’s length away from her.

Archer was the first to talk. “ I don't need your powers. " Dagon scoffed. “ I never offered to give you my powers. " Archer said and tried summoning water from below them but Dagon noticed him and he charged towards them with the sword in his hand. “ No! “ Bellamy screamed. She used the last strength in her to break the ground below Dagon and he fell into it pulling her along. “ Bellamy!" They all screamed as the ground covered up. “ No! No! No! No!" Nicklaus screamed as he fell to the ground. He wailed bitterly along with Archer.