The Blind Bandit Avatar Novels & Stories

"The man in the suitcase? His brother. Looking for answers. Same as me." "Then who—" "Is pretending to be him?" He smiled. Wet teeth. "Your sister's new project. She doesn't cure people. She becomes them." He dropped over the rail. Gone. The buzzer rang again. Longer. Impatient. I walked to the door. Blind again. Slow. Counting steps I didn't need to count. Peeked through the fisheye. Lin. Alone. Sunglasses. White cane. Perfect victim. *Perfect predator.*

Honestly, between getting caught by him again or being dragged away by these rogue wolves, I’d take the latter. Suddenly, Ryder reached out his hand toward me. "We haven’t introduced ourselves yet. I’m Ryder Black!" I didn’t shake his hand, just stared at it coldly. "Ryder? What are you, a motorcyclist or something? Oh wait, I know—you’re a bandit!"

"So, how am I going in?" "Illegal fights." The Alpha pulled out a small poster of an illegal fight. "Strauss picks his men from illegal fights like this one. You win many of those fights; you're going to catch his attention." "And, be careful with Celeste Diamond." The Luna showed a photo of a blue-haired woman with bright golden eyes. "They called her as The Blind Bandit. She's blind and a very skilled assassin working for Strauss as his main bodyguard. She rarely leaves his side as well. Please don't take her blindness as her weakness. The girl is something else."

They began to cut her free, the friction of the iron blades against the sapphire roots throwing off sparks of blue electricity. "We're heading to the lower mines!" Vane yelled over the din. "The coal dust acts as a filter. The tree can't breathe down there. If we stay up here, we're just window-dressing for a god's garden!" As they dragged Audrey toward the secret service tunnels, she looked back one last time. The Avatar was standing in the center of the room, her body beginning to grow, her limbs stretching into massive, crystalline branches. "You can run to the dark," the Avatar’s voice echoed in Audrey's mind. "But the sun is mine. The air is mine. You will starve in your holes, little m

Nia asked. “No,” Ava said. “But he’s blind.” The word hit the room like thunder. Blind. Nia gasped. “What? How?” “That’s the fun part,” Ava said grimly. “Nobody knows. Or everybody thinks they know.” Ava told the story like she had no clue about what happened to the Alpha. For a moment, I felt weird. She turned the phone toward us. Screens filled with posts and comments, theories stacked on theories. “He lost his golden eye.”

Their movements were so quick that if another person saw it, they would have realized that this group already knew that this would happen. Naturally, the group that just operated and left the now disabled giant slingshot was none other than Kirou's clones (two) and his pets, Shadow Arachne and Asura. ******* Stronghold Bandit Leader Cain's current expression was one of extreme anger. In fact, it was to the point where he's barely retaining the required sanity to differentiate between friend and foe. Then again, the phrase, "there is no honor amongst thieves" could be best used to describe his current relationship with the rest of the bandits and bandit leaders in the stronghold.

He said, “Greetings, Patriarch Balch!” “Cut the crap! Blind Ivan, I’m going to be very straightforward with you,” Carwyn said impatiently with a wave of his hand.. “During the trip to the Southern Sea, my son was unable to obtain the Cooter Armor. In your opinion, what do you think I should do next?” “Without the Cooter Armor, you can’t pass through the hellish lava of the Devil’s Eye with full confidence,” Blind Ivan said after a brief pause. “You may suffer a significant loss if you decide to enter Helsby Mountain by force.”

‘All the more reason to kill him,’ Duko growls in my mind. Another rogue darts from the tree line and drags Bandit’s mate to safety. Bandit growls loudly, pulling my attention from his mate. “Are we going to do this or not?” He asks, trying to sound like a tough guy. “I am ready,” I respond as if I am bored. Bandit comes running toward me with his arms outstretched. He is going to try to tackle me. He is too slow, and I quickly dart out of his reach.

I turned around to spot the tribal men approaching to kill the rest of the bandits, while I went ahead to look for Katana. The big bad bandit was crushing her head against the rock and showed him a thunderous growl. It made him halt and turn his head at me. I took the opportunity to kick his guts and pushed him away from Katana. While Katana was recovering, I kept attacking the bandit with my sharp nails and left gashy wounds on his face and chest. He roared loudly and pinned me on the ground and tried to bite me. I noticed that his bite would be lethal and not sure if there would be any antidote available to the poison.

she explained. She opened the window and inhaled deeply, “see!” She faced him. Her eyes widened at the sight of the man's face. He chuckled dryly, his eyes glued to the outside world beyond the opened window “Seems like they didn't tell you” his baritone voice resonated within her very soul. He continued, “I'm not just crippled, I'm blind as well” Ava's eyes widened more. How is it possible? Since when? She knew him, he was the first young master, Liam Blackwood, the eldest son.