The Way Of The Drow の小説・ストーリー

I noticed from the corner of my eyes that the whole hall was now watching what I was. It yanked it's hand out of her chest and pretty blue dress, bringing out of it a red pumping organ. Her heart. She fell to the floor motionless and it squished her heart in its fist and dropped it to the floor beside her in a thump. It raised it's bloody hand and I could make out that it licked it's palm. "The Draekien..." Morpheus whispered beside me. I sucked in a breath as it moved and something dark fluttered in its wake. Are those.... wings?! I didn't have much time to ponder on it as the thing finally spoke.

Under the cover of the night and the shadows of the landscaping, they darted quickly up the slopes like a pair of apparitions, adroitly avoiding the heavy patrols. They reached the Ridge of the Fallen Drakes before long. The Ridge housed the next waycastle after the Ridge of Chills whereupon the Chamber of Chills sat, having a stronger military presence to guard the passage up to the main stronghold. But to the surprise of the intruders, the grounds and terrain seemed oddly familiar to them. They ducked into a thick coppice for cover and waited for a group of patrolling sentinels captained by a warrior of the Nascent Soul Realm to pass by. As they hid patiently, Su Lianyue whispered, "The fl

It was a sign that we had to move to the field immediately. We quickly left the room to join the ranks. Chaz ordered us all to be quiet and check our weapons. As usual, I always brought my crossbow and rifle. After the assignment, my squad, squad four, had to explore an area called Windstone. The coldest and loneliest area in the west of York bordered by the Greenleaves forest, and if you walked further south, you would see the ruins of Willeth. There were no humans living in this area due to its poor condition, and even animals were rarely seen in this place.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

Yaretzi asked skeptically, “Do they only cultivate? As far as I know, those who haven’t reached the peak of the Xurxo Daeclon Rank can’t completely free themselves from the need for cultivation resources. Where do they get elixirs, herbs, and treasures?” Wyot chuckled and shook his head. “Ms. Yaretzi, the Dooms are the most skilled fighters in the Jademora Empire. Each one is a warrior ready to go to war for the empire. For minor things like cultivation resources, weapons, and treasures, they don’t need to acquire them themselves.” Youcef asked, puzzled, “What do you mean? Does your empire provide them?” Just as he finished speaking, they heard a series of screams from below the void.

Sienna stayed close to Luca, her heart pounding as she scanned the shadows. “I still don’t think you should be here.” Luca said, gritting his teeth. “And I don’t care what you think.” Sienna retorted. Luca shot an enemy and glanced at her. “You’ve got guts. I’ll give you that.” “Save the compliments. Let’s just get this done.” Sienna said flippantly. Enzo and his men reached the heart of the stronghold—a large warehouse filled with crates of illegal weapons and cash. Diego stood on a platform above them, a smug grin on his face.

Finally, she made her way inside the main part of Forrest Keep, less clothes and skin, but she had conquered the flaming waves and the gauntlet of soldiers. For the briefest of moments, she leaned against a tree, catching her breath, preparing for more. She scanned the dark skies, but the dragons seemed to stay higher up than before. The armored vigilantes, relaxed and unbridled by fear of the people, wandered here and there pillaging the dead. It was disgusting and made her skin crawl, but it also gave her the freedom to move within the smoke and shadows unnoticed.

As Minos spread his arms to motion the length of the sword, the drow lurched her head forward snarling at him, surprising both him and the kids gathered behind him. "Whoah!" The young noble pulled back and motioned for the children to step back as well. "See that, kids? Come on, step away, don't come in close or she'll bite you, then you'll turn into little werewolves." Minos faced the children and placed his fingers over his head to imitate wolf ears, he bared his teeth and playfully chased them away. Some of the little children ran off laughing, others, including Robb, stayed holding on to their bellies. "They took it from me," the drow rasped, "The wizards from that ugly tower. They dragg

- **Passive 2: Blood Shift** – Shift into any creature/person/myth (No limit; Perfect mimicry). - **Active 1: Crimson Forge** – Manipulate blood as weapon/armor (HP Steal on hit). - **Active 2: Ruby Resurrection** – Revive pack w/ blood price (Self-deducts). - **Ultimate: Sanguine Eclipse** – Flood area w/ controllable blood ocean (Drowns armies). **Deep Script Branch (Sovereign – Unlocked)** - **Passive: Script Fluency** – All 1,000+ lines available; rewrite minor laws.

Neither school is far from the manor and as far as I can tell Lorie enjoys our walk as much as I do. I walk briskly towards the university after dropping off Lorie. There are several souls that linger around the town of Draphend and on my walks to the university they smile politely at me and give me a knowing nod. Although I can see souls most other people or creatures can't unless the soul wants to be seen and that is usually under rare circumstances. There will be the occasional dark soul that lingers but the light souls usually help disperse the darkness and they either move on to their next life peacefully or linger here helping to keep the balance.