Sunfire Elves Novels & Stories

The moment he saw the skull carved into the hilt, his face hardened. “Corpse Forest poison...!” he murmured. “And skull daggers. The Lambang Merah Clan.” Jaladri frowned. “What’s Lambang Merah?” Instead of answering, Wisnumurti suddenly pointed toward the murder victim. “Burn the body! Now!” Jaladri stared. “What?” “Burn it immediately! Or everyone in this city could be dead before the time it takes to cook a pot of rice.” Jaladri jumped in shock.

Su Wei'er growled, on the verge of losing control. "Yes. The Divi— No. The Curse Tree answers my call now. Everything that has happened – that was me," Di Yanjing admitted openly, no longer worrying at all about anything. "Arcane Guards of the Elf race, heed my command!" Su Wei'er's voice boomed like a horn. A silver armor-clad man with a huge bow hanging on his back came forward. "Captain of the Arcane Guards of the Elf race, here at your service, Your Eminence."

Maru said as they continued fighting the evil sorcerers. “Oh, the sun keeper is back!” Seres said with amusement on his face while watching Niffa turning into a radiant human being. She quickly runs towards him and throws some punches but Seres keeps on avoiding them. They fight in hand-to-hand combat while their bodies are in flamed mode. Niffa raised her hands as she was collecting all the sun’s power from above and struck it toward Seres which causes a such explosion in the place. Merfoy, the royalties, the soldiers, and the townspeople were shocked and curious about what happened after they heard the explosion. The palace was covered in smoke as they saw Seres body burning but he manage

“The peoples of this world are of no consequence. I must have the spires, and there is one who would stop me.” So, the problem was Peter. Not a big surprise. “What will you do with the spires? Blow things up?” The elf frowned, which took a good thirty seconds. “Such waste is not a good use of their power.” She raised her arm. I drifted backwards to avoid the hand floating up. A finger extended. I looked in the direction she was pointing. Fengarad. The spires were small spikes in the distance, but from them grew towers of light shooting straight up into the sky and beyond. They were thicker and brighter than the vines. Whatever they connected to was very far away.

There's a big funeral inside the pack today. Most of SnowMoon warriors who died was sent to their home to be buried properly base on their tradition. Alpha Elliot traveled with them to lead the ceremony. I, on the other hand are looking to the families of my warriors whose grief are unmeasurable. One by one they said their goodbye and pray for the Moon Goddess. I can feel that she's watching her child and mourning with us. I looked at the night sky and pray to her to keep my mate strong. I will do everything to get her back and avenge the families of my dead warriors.

The trio came alongside Nurlan to view the spectacular sight. In the afternoon sun, the elven army was difficult to miss. Their shining metallic armor and glistening golden skin looked like a reflection of the sun itself. Above them, creatures both human sized and tiny flitted across the sky like birds on the horizon. Seeing their destination in sight, some of the fairies portaled quickly to reach the human army first. Just because the fairies and elves were now allies did not mean that they did not appreciate a little healthy competition.

The strength of his arm was not comparable to my small and feminine body. The people around looked at us and shook their heads, laughing. As if already used to seeing me crying like a little girl when being told to go home by her mother. Believe it or not, this had become my daily life in this new world. ======================================================== * Haier-Elvian : Mixed of human and elf races. * Esze : The system name of magic that exists in this world. * Viglet : A small wand to extract Esze from the circuits in the body.

Flames erupted from the surrounding rocks, and shadows moved with astonishing speed, like fire soldiers joining the battle, fighting alongside the elves. The earth itself seemed to bend and twist beneath the fiery force above it. Azarukh struck down each elf one by one. Their screams rose in terror, mingling with the sudden bursts of small gunfire whose origins remained unseen, while their blood mingled with the dust, painting the ground with scenes of violence and war unlike anything recorded in history.

I breathe my fire ahead of me, ready to take out every one of these elves. “Bring her down!” an elf says and I recognize thaevoice. King Eldarion. “Daichi! The harpoon is earthen made! See if you can destroy it!” I yell, blowing my fire over the ground. As I fly over the elves, I hear another ‘thunk’. I scream, twisting quickly and feeling the air of the harpoon as it scrapes the tip of my wing. I blow my fire on it before slicing my fire through the air and back down to the ground. I continue blowing my fire, but there are a LOT of elves and they are working together using their earth elements to protect each other.