Novel & Cerita Supernatural Mannequin 3: The Reckoning

Rex asked. “You are more powerful than any weapon that can be made, so no, not a weapon” Rector smiled, turning on his heel and heading to the end of the room, Rex falling into step close behind him, they stopped at the end of the room to a blank upper torso mannikin, Rector looking at it with a fond smile. “Um, this is weird, you’re staring at a mannikin really oddly, it's quite unnerving,” Rex said, standing next to Rector, very confused.

For he could easily tell that the person in front of him was merely wearing the Supreme’s husk but was not the Supreme himself. Mane watched the Professor silently without saying anything. His eyes were darker than an abyss, yet they weren’t glazed over. There was sentience reflected in them, yet the Supreme would pay the professor no heed. He watched the two professors silently and then lifted his hands. Light and Darkness shivered strongly next to him, unleashing auras several times stronger than before. Nightmare which Mane was wielding before was also allowed to float beside the Supreme. Even Professor Jackson was stunned to see it moving freely, for it was not a Soul Weapon like Light a

While Megumi does intend to take it off from his body, but she is sure that he can do it and he doesn’t want to take it off either. He keeps screaming in pain as he keeps sustaining such a pain. “UWARRRGGHHHHHHHH! KIMOCHIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You bastard. His body is lying in the middle of that black blood puddle. Leak is walking approaching him and stepping on Alfi’s head with his left foot. “Now, I’ll take your body organs to create more Endihs. But, do you know what will happen if a human gets killed in the supernatural realm? Correct, his soul will vanish for eternity!” Leak opens his right hand.

I said with too much conviction and courage. “You’re quite fortunate that I haven’t figured out how to control minds. The humans could easily be manipulated but it’s different for the supernaturals. There are some spells I’ve been working on and you’re here so I can test them on you.” “So you’ve put me in the testing chamber,” I concluded and flitted my eyes up to see the shackles around my wrists. “And these dead bodies? Are they also the result of your failure?” He snickered again at my question as I furrowed my brows in confusion.

Carson asks when he saw that the conversation has winded down. “As soon as possible.” Cole and Vince replied at the same time. Carson nodded at that, it seems as if the three orders were finally united, nothing would be able to stand in their way. Whether they know who made up this rebellion or not. It still doesn’t change the fact they will sweep it out of their way just like they have done to anything that threatens the entire supernatural race. ****

If we were to destroy the council, the toll on human and non-human casualties would be massive. We continue to read, appalled by the plans. Beyond shocked, I look at my packmate. “We have to find a way to get out of here. This plan is calling for annihilating all supernaturals and humans. If they set out to do this, it will be catastrophic.” Arsenal and Grey nod their heads grimly. Grey looks at the file, then at us. “What do we do?” I think for a moment, then look back with a determined scowl. “We need to find a way to contact this Supernatural Council. If we can tell them about the plan, they can help us.”

Speaking of the devil, Ronan walks towards us, his face twisted into a cunning smirk. He knows. He knows everything he shouldn't. I'm doomed.

It’s because I saw my future. “A future where you infected me, where I lost my baby, and where I died a miserable death." I looked straight into his eyes. "Now you've walked that path in my place. So, tell me, should I be thanking you?" His cloudy eyes widened violently. A strangled sound tore from his throat. His body began convulsing uncontrollably. The line on the heart monitor spiked wildly before flattening into a single, piercing tone. The floating comments exploded. [YES! THIS is how the story was meant to end! The villainess changed her fate, and the scumbag ended up living her nightmare instead!]

The room crackled with an otherworldly energy as the spell took shape, an ethereal force ready to be harnessed. "As Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack, it is time for you to reclaim what was lost," Simon intoned, his words carrying the weight of manipulation. "Go back to your pack, but not as the leader seeking solace. Go as the harbinger of justice, the executor of retribution." Andrew, drawn into the compelling enchantment, felt a surge of power coursing through him. It was as if the very air around him hummed with the promise of reclaiming control. "You will be the instrument of their demise," Simon continued, his voice a whisper that cut through the supernatural stillness. "Eliminate Carla, her