Novel & Cerita Spirit Chronicles Rio

she ran off to her room, returning few minutes cladded in a brown leather jacket, a head warmer and a Jordan kick. “Let's go” She took his hand in her's as they walked out of the building. *** They drove to one of the bars nearby. It was late in the night, but it was almost filled up. They took seats at the counter as Piero placed the order. “A glass of mixed scotch and … ” he looked over to Cielo to make her oder. “A glass of white whiskey.” she completed and few minutes later, the bar tender placed their glasses in front of them. She drank from her glass, almost emptying, letting the alcohol burn down her thirsty throat.

Brandon begins to say some funny but dangerous words with his hands raised up as the Impulse Moon begins to get more ready. While our master Mikel was laying on the ground like he is not understanding what is about to take place. But the words are actually well banging in his ear even with his fake collapsing spirit can hear that "And with the power restored on me as the commander of the red corps," Brandon said as the Impulse team begins to breathe heavily. They begin to move backward, and that was the moment they saw white energy flying out of a far entrance at a high class speed. So much white energies are flowing all over the bodies of the psyraids, which look shiny that it can blind an

The force was a testament to the hidden man’s strength. “Swoosh! Swoosh!” The sword swiveled in the air as a figure emerged from outside. The person had a stout build. It was Rio. He was one of the top ten fighters of Ryokan’s Refined Blade Clan. Rio reached his hand out to grab the spinning blade. Without pausing, he chopped down on Hannah’s head.

She licked her chapped lips, she had been drained of blood in those seconds that her heart was finally pumping new ones and circulating it through her. Her legs felt like jellies and she almost crawled to the bed and sat down on it, she placed her hand on her chest one more time and closed her eyes, God, I’m alive, I am really alive, she thought as she covered her mouth with her hand as tears blurred her vision. Her father was the scariest men she had ever seen and she hated seeing him angry but this man, the man she just saw? She would gladly watch her father angry a million times than have another scene with that monster. It was as if his eyes were an empty vacuum, no, bottomless pit of he

But the voices of the damned who wished to be freed from the underworld and possess bodies of the living. Méah's vision swirled as though the whole world was melting. The voices filled her head that it felt like it's going to explode. While she was numbed at these, Purple Smoke began her ritual. She stood in front of the black crystal, both hands touching the jar where it was enclosed. She murmured an unknown evil language that made Méah even more dizzy. Méah wished to be dead at this moment. It was making her crazy that she began to smash the back of her head on the wall behind her. But Purple Smoke stopped her by freezing her neck forward.

I sighed and told them what the spirit told me. “But why only to Lady Seraphina? The spirit could have just meet Sir Zale, and since he is a water element user, the heir to say the least, why not him?” Asked Notus while looking confused. I sighed and just crouched to be at his eye level. “If the spirit were to summon Zale, then it will just end there. Remember when I said that the vengeance spirit was a fire? It might be a fire spirit that was tainted by some pollution from here.” I explained.

Only white bone was left. “Mila Zupan... I beg you... for the sake of our... past...” “Past?” Hearing that word come from Rio’s mouth struck me as utterly laughable. “I only remember how you used and hurt me in a different timeline!” I leaned forward. Through the glass, I mouthed the words one by one. “Hurry up... and... die.” Rio withered into a dried-up husk in his remorse. He looked like he would crumble at the slightest touch.

“Not when he fancies you. I may have lost some, but it’s better than to risk him bringing everything I’ve invested out on my club back to zero. Haven’t you done your research?” It took a moment for Rio to answer. “I didn’t know him.” “Well—” There is a peculiar smile that curve on his lips. “—You’ll be surprise to know whom we are talking about.” [END OF FLASHBACK] And that’s what Rio do, which she never most likely done in the past. Her days would have just passed by in a blink. Slumbers on depth, unfathomable dreams and nightmares in separation, before the sun set, and so her job calls for the night. She doesn’t mostly care about who and what has been happening. As long as she can feed her

Rio cried. "Forgive me Rio, I betrayed you, the spirit of vengeance took over me, am sorry." He whispered. Rio saw the scroll and quickly took it.. "It's blank so she attacked me, I never knew you were smart to put a fake scroll on the table, seems you always suspected me." "No.. It's the Original you took, how can it be blank." Rio said unrolling it. He was shocked as well. "It's an ambush Rio, they're watching, the hunters." Dale whispered.

Rio slowly returned to his human form and had fallen to his knees in front of her. The woman lowers down and held Rio with both hands in his face. She then kissed Rio on the lips and they both glowed up. Fireflies appeared around them; these fireflies are no ordinary insects but are spirits that seem to be rejoicing with the two souls that have finally reunited. Rio was shocked by what has just happened. After the woman kissed him, it fell to his arms unconscious. Petra and Ferdie saw everything and they knew that the prophecy has been fulfilled. Rio carried Deadrei in the guest room and instructed Petra to take care of her. Rio went to his room and he seems to be a different person now.