The Bronze Bow Novels & Stories

he motioned her chin toward the bow. Roxie frowned. Revna was talking to her, that was new. With a shrug, she took the advice and set the arrow on the bow again and let it fly; this time, it struck the edge of the board. Roxie bounced in excitement and looked back at the redhead but she was already leaving. “Hey!” Roxie called out. “You are at a disadvantage if you use a bow in a battlefield,” Ravna threw over her shoulder and walked off the field.

“Bandit!” “Oh, sweetheart! Are you okay? Did that motherfucker touch you?” “No. He said his buyer wanted me untouched,” she said, and her whole body shuddered. “We got the bastard,” Bandit said, and she visibly relaxed against him. The door opened again and Nitro strode toward them. “Wrath, fuck man. We owe you.” “That’s Wrath?” Caroline asked incredulously. “You sent Wrath to find me?” “He’s the best at finding what others can’t,” Bandit said.

The hinges clicked open, and the moonlight pouring through her window caught what lay inside. The bows were carved from black ash wood, their limbs curved in an elegant, predatory shape. Silver engravings wound along their spine… swirling, ancient sigils that seemed almost to move when the light hit them. The strings shimmered faintly, spun from threads so fine they could slice through skin.

- A common bow made from green bamboo and snake tendons, with +2 Strength and an attack speed of 1 second. He didn't expect to get an equipment drop. Unfortunately, he had the bow but no arrows. Sebastian could only carry the bow for now and continue to look for the second bamboo leaf green snake. In Sebastian's hands, the second snake was as easy to deal with as the first, taking only a few seconds. This snake, in addition to its poison fangs, surprisingly dropped another piece of equipment, leaving Sebastian at a loss for words. After playing "Wild Valley World" for so many years, it was the first time he felt like he had become a "God of Luck."

It wasn’t Xander but the other one, Archer. She had guessed right about the arrow. Archer had a silver bow in his hand. It was magnificent. There was a carving on it and at both tips a jewel. She saw his muscles flex as he raised the bow, leading her to believe it was heavy. Her eyes were stuck on the muscles between his shoulder blades as his arm pulled back and released, sending a white arrow into a ball that had been catapulted into the air. ***

The light faltered. The gold thinned, then thickened, then thinned again, as if two hands pulled it from opposite sides. A thread of white ran through the flame. Not gold. Not red. A pale silver white like moonlight on ice. A murmur grew into voices. A child cried once and was hushed. Outside, bells that should have fallen silent kept ringing, as if they had forgotten how to stop. The silver grew brighter. It folded through the gold and softened it until the two colors lay side by side. The bowl sang a high note that set the candle flames trembling.

It was definitely eight AM. Usually, breakfast would have been brought to me at this time but nothing. Maybe Hilra was running late. No pressure anyway. I was determined to make today a good day. Some minutes passed and still no one came for me. I stole the opportunity to keep reading my book till I would be interrupted. The next page was on the first Aspenian war, which caused the Townsend to share their gifts with outsiders. It was then that they discovered Hecate could enchant a blade and it can be used to share genetics from just a simple cut, instead of losing pints for the exchange.

Timi I watched Nahlela as she moved towards the fountain, the expression on her face was priceless, it was like she was mesmerised by everything. As she turned and stretched to touch the water, I quietly knelt down and softly called her name. when she turned and saw me on my knee with a box in a tiny velvet box ion my hand, she looked shocked. She wanted to speak but I cleared my throat and she kept quiet.

"Who's the leader? The Supreme Priest asked pointing with his staff to the captives. "The blood of the innocent will fall upon you," declared Theobald proudly, taking a step forward. Four warriors from to the Northern clan took Theobald by his arms and piercing his back with their spears, forced him to cross the bridge and kneel before the Golden Snake. The gems on the Golden Serpent glittered illuminated by the torches. A warrior handed the High Priest an ax with a large blade of sharp metal.

I repeated all of the same steps with the other 10, after the bonding was finished, their mind links melded together more intimately with Silverclaw’s. “Silverclaw thanks you for your tribute and devotion to our family, to our pack.” Angel spoke as she gave them each a silver chain to wear, bearing the Silverclaw crest. It was a half moon with two midnight blue stars on each end and a golden ‘s’ in the center. With them officially taking their position, howls of joy echoed from Newblood as they rejoiced in the making of the Barriers. We had a feast in honor of the 11 Barriers along with music, drinking, and dancing.