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I reached out with my left hand, and a searing lash of red energy whipped across the flooded room. A harpoon fired. The bolt hissed and aimed for Lucian’s heart. My red lash intercepted it, melting the silver tip into molten droplets before it could touch his skin. The Hunter didn't flinch at all, he reached for a second bolt. "Sloane! Now!" I yelled. Sloane dove beneath the surface. She emerged behind the Hunter like a shark, her knife finding the gap in his vest. The Hunter let out a stifled grunt as they tumbled into the stagnant water.

he said and attacked me, the female assassin that I was fighting earlier seemed to take her chances and she attacked me again. The man swung his axe at me from above and I sidestepped out of the way again but I didn't get the chance to recover from the man's attack and the female one stabbed her sword at me. But the sword slides off my jacket, "what the hell?" She sounded so surprised. "She is an Hunter we must kill her..." I buried my hatchets deep inside his neck before he could finish the sentence. He stared into my eyes as blood seeped through his wound and he clutched to the floor before bursting into dusts.

“Tough guy, are you? Sure, I’ll beat you where your girl can’t see you. Then I’ll come back for her.” “I won’t let you lay a finger on her.” Cyrrus’ voice was soft… but for some reason, something about it triggered Aria’s senses. She frowned despite herself. She was standing behind him, so she couldn’t read his expression. Even so, for a split second, she thought she sensed… a flash of killing intent. It was a bloodthirstiness she knew too well as a hired killer herself. But did it really come from this cushy pushover of a rich kid?

There is still work to be done. Everything in my mind is on jumble so I trailed behind her and questioned her right away. “In my room? You will do not murder me straight away? Or shall I commit suicide in my room?” The woman came to a halt behind me and looked me in the eye for a brief period. “Mario. You won’t be killed right now since it’s still morning, but you can count on us killing you later tonight.” My brow furrowed. “Do you have time to follow the Suiciders’ assassination? I assumed that as soon as I walked through the front door, a sniper would be waiting to shoot me or a trapdoor would be set up.”

“Boss, this is amazing!” Hunter looked at Sienna with red eyes. He was a tall man, standing at 185 cm. The moment he saw Sienna, tears instantly rolled down his cheeks. His speech was distorted, and his voice was hoarse. “Boss, I thought… I thought you were dead,” he exclaimed. He had assumed Sienna was responsible for the mysterious amount of money that had appeared on his bank card a few days prior. He had used the amount of the money transferred to him and deduced a code that formed a phone number.

He is – “The nail in your coffin,” the man says and pulls the trigger, blasting Zion’s once-loyal follower to smithereens. Alec Winters, the Hunter. He is a legend among all packs for never having lost a fight with an incubus or succubus before. Is he here for Alisa? He stretches out his hand and I decide to take it, allowing him to pull me up. If he’s not against me, then I can assume that he is with me.

Chapter-41(Principal Fred) "This has never happened before, I can't seem to identify the hunter. It's like something is blocking my vision and power". Susannah said, coming back to consciousness. "How, what do you mean". The heroes asked her. Their guardians had left them all to find the hunter. They were in their discussion room also, trying to find out how to defeat the beast. "I don't know, everything is just blank. It was like the hunter never existed. Eddie, are you sure of what you saw?". Susannah asked Eddie. Eddie sighed, looking a bit confused. He knew he was helped by someone because if not, the beast would have finished him.

They stopped before me, the engines coming off one after the other. Henrique Crimson Sparrow took off his helmet, his short strawberry blonde visible under the full moon's light. He had a scar running down his chin. He smiled, stepping off his bike. “You nuts have a death wish, Xavier? Coming here alone?” I smiled back, a cold smile devoid of any humor. “Who says I’m alone?” Henrique Crimson Sparrow looked confused, and looked around the space. Henrique followed my movements with his eyes. Then, the forest came to life.

Both Sicily and Americans were joining in for this to take off Milan. In addition to that, we have the Black Hunter as a backup. The Black Hunter has been messing with the shipments, stealing shipments occasionally. Twisting around in my head uneasily was how I was going to break it to her brother that I killed his sister because I thought she was a rat in the mafia and have been living to regret it ever since. Oh yeah, it works out if I just told him “yeah, killed your sister because she was a rat and now, I sleep in her room and vest her grave twice every single day.” Yeah, they would not freak out at all.

I look around trying to find the objects he speaks of, "Madrees are vampire hunters they would srian out your soul once they get a hold of you" "You must think I'm some sort of silly ass trying to scare me or is that some sort of trick to make me follow you?" "I did say it's my pleasure to drop you off now will you get off or not it's rather late and I do not want to be late for the fun" I wonder what hsi definition of fun is as he keeps smirking each time he mentions the word fun, Devon had sayd something about mental and emotional torture what I do not get is why this dude find it interesting,