The Way Of The Drow 소설 & 이야기

The other option was to rely on treasures like the Primordium Pill. Alas, considering his background, it was hard for him to get a hold of such treasures. He didn't have the abundance of resources that Clay had at his disposal. "I once obtained a dual cultivation technique by chance. It's called the Drakell technique. It works by using women as the vessel to absorb spiritual energy," Lawrence said with a chuckle. "It's practically made for you! With your special Drakeborne lineage and the use of the Drakell technique, all you have to do is engage in paired cultivation with women who possess a special constitution. Just a single instance would have the same effect as consuming a Primordium Pi

I picked up the quill and wrote carefully: ‘Sable Howl Pack. Nothing happened. I bit my lip, thinking. Then I wrote a question instead. ‘Where are we now?’ The page shimmered faintly, then, like a breath exhaled, letters began to appear: ‘You are traveling through the Drowleaf Forest, a land untouched by man but watched by many.’ I blinked, the quill hadn’t moved, but the words appeared all the same. This book was alive. I turned back to it and wrote slowly: ‘What are you?’

"Continue." "She's broken already. I could see it in her eyes. Whatever I said hit every insecurity she has." Dreyven sat down in the leather chair across from me, finally still. "So I'm going to find out what matters to her most and destroy it. Slowly. Until she wishes she'd never walked into that library." "Dude, that's dark," Dreyton said, but he was grinning. "I like it." Dreylen shook his head. "This is going to end badly."

People scream and scurry away in fear, they are right to fear me, I am too angry to show mercy right now. I remember reading a book when I was a girl, all about dragon lore and the special things they could do, so I lift my right paw and bite into my finger/toe to draw blood, then lower it to Drake. I let a few drops fall onto his chest and then one into his mouth, before sealing my wound and returning my attention to those around us. These tiny things are all my enemies they all are trying to take Drake away from me! “RAARR!! Grrrrr!!”

His heartbeats get loud enough that he can literally hear its sound under his chest. The stoneway ends around the banyan tree. A ground with brown clay and grey stones at some places goes forward from here. Each side of the way is guarded by tall and dense trees. A black panther steps out from a little space between two long maple trees. Walking from the left side of the way it comes in the middle and looks straight towards Reza. It has dark yellow eyes with a thick black line in the central upper part of the eye. Reza stops and looks with his daring eyes at it. He is prepared for anything to close the gap between him and Alicia now. But the panther doesn't seem to be in the mood.

she asked, not wanting to believe it was possible, but she didn’t see any alternative either, what with the dragon being gone and having not taken off from the mountain behind him. “That’s exactly what I’m telling you,” he said, folding his arms across his muscular chest again. “I’m Slate Everclaw. I come from a long line of shifter dragons. We used to occupy the land where your kingdom and the other eleven are now located, before we were robbed of our most precious treasure, one that allowed my people to withstand the human threats that were slowly encroaching on our lands. Without the gem, my kind cannot transform without the moon in the sky. So… we were forced to take to the mountains. We

Chapter 60 As the sun falls into the horizon, the people, or should I say the werewolves, of the town of Dusk and Dawn starts to gather at our place. Tonight the alpha’s madness will end. Tonight, everything will be more normal and free. No more threats and darkness. Only good, light, and life.

“Just tell me where I am!” “Okay then” he then started look serious as he was preparing to tell something. “This is the other world. The Inhabitants of this Land call this world Beaume. Compared to your original world, it is not as advanced and modern as you might expect. It’s approximately about halfway through what your world calls the medieval age. This is the time period of war between dominant countries and war against demon creatures.” He explained. He snapped his left hand, and in an instant, brought a cup out of nowhere. He sipped a little before he continued.

Any dark deed required a binding contract, one signed with the vital fluid that sustained life. He looked around for a dry spot to set the candle and paper down. Pools of water glowed in pearlescent gold, formed from the damp dripping from above. Stained by moss it didn't even look like water, rather like urine, tainted by infection. After a few moments he found a reasonably dry spot and knelt down carefully, unravelling the map and turning it over to look at the small writing on the back. He withdrew his knife, tracing a circle about him before puncturing the palm of his hand and allowing the blood to form a pool before casting it over the candle and onto the stone. It sank into the surface

“Together we can close it.” She nods and we reach for each other's hand. Like a seventh sense we both drop to the ground, digging our fingers into the dirt. My claws cut into Morgan's skin as my beast emerges and I begin to shift. Morgan's eyes begin to glow as her blood seeps into the dirt. With my other clawed hand, I cut my palm and let the blood flow. “The way has been shown, the way has been opened. Now close upon the return and seal the never realm away.” Figures of green rise from the ground and we repeat the words.