Tornado Of Terror の小説・ストーリー

The other party encountered a storm, but he survived. However, there was another kind of storm. The destructive power of this storm was shocking and even one of the most terrifying forces in the desert of death. This kind of storm was called the dragon storm. It was shaped like a huge dragon, rolling up and moving. Even if one had a strong body, once he was rolled up, he would be torn into pieces. This was because this Dragon Storm was a gathering of multiple storms. Its destructive range was also astonishingly large. "Rumble..."

They screamed in unison, as one, and the sound they made – full of agony and fury - was terrifying to the core, but nowhere near as terrifying as the sound that greeted them in return. Despite the skies above being completely devoid of cloud or blemish, a clap of thunder rolled overhead. The ground quivered, trembling as if it already anticipated the oncoming storm, knowing that what it brought with it was something far worse than twisters and Biblical hail. All around me, a murmuring arose, voices full of fear, whispers of terror and panic. I looked wildly at those closest to me and saw how they were all looking up at the skies, desperately searching for something.

She let out a wail as the tornado moved towards her with incredible speed. "Logan…" she whispered, but Logan wasn't there to save her today. She knew her end was near, and all she could do about it was to give up. She had never seen something like that in her life. She sniffed and sucked in one last breath before she closed her eyes, succumbing to the surge of wind that was blowing against her, sucking her into the tornado-like a malfunctioning vacuum cleaner.

When Long Tian appeared, the scene he saw was a young girl fearlessly charging forward to rescue a kid from getting crushed under the descending, flaming hover. "This..." It was a heart shuddering scene.

Lira chimed in, trying her best to stay positive. "Make sense," I nodded. Moments later, a gentle breeze picked up, but it quickly whipped into a fierce, swirling vortex resembling a ball of magic plasma from another shifter race. "What is that? A tornado?" Lira gasped, leaning forward in her seat. Malcolm and Allison stood completely frozen for a few moments before finally sprinting back to the car. “Fuck, what the fuck is that?” Malcolm sat behind his wheel and focused on that vortex. "By the Moon Goddess and all she protects, what the fuck is that? It's my first time seeing anything like it!" Allison locked the car from the inside.

In the blink of an eye, the force transformed into a terrifying tornado. The tornado, like an evil dragon descending upon the world, swept the massive hand along with its arm into its core. "Ahh!" A panicked scream came from the vortex. Rain of blood fell on the ground as the massive hand and arm were twisted by the tornado. Inch by inch, their flesh ruptured and turned into bloody mud. Crack! The arm emerging from the vortex was hundreds of feet long. It was so thick that not even five men would be able to surround it. And yet, the tornado managed to snap it off its elbow. The severed arm, along with its remaining three fingers and palm, had been reduced to powder.

Maria replied, narrowing her eyes as the wind started to pick up. "Woah, is that..." Sandra paused in shock, pointing her hand In front of them. "A tornado!" Alex replied in a scared tone. They looked up and became alarmed at the gigantic tornado that was heading toward them at high speed. "Fuck, we're dead" Alex muttered. Audrey closed her eyes and concentrated on her mind since Selena had refused to reply to her anymore. "Everyone, hold hands together!" Audrey shouted, not opening her eyes. They immediately obeyed and linked their hands together, fear gripping their hearts as they saw the tornado whirling faster toward them.

Even so, the tornado that the princess just created wrecks it all. It's not very obvious at first but the longer one observes it, a very important detail will be seen. The tornado itself is like a huge wind blade that has a spiral form. Any object that will have the slightest contact on it will be destroyed. Some of the vicious bloodthirsty monsters were sucked towards it, causing their bodies to turn into shreds. The blood of those poor victims made the tornado red in color.

One moment, the sky was dark and foreboding; the next, the tornado was upon us, its roar growing louder and more intense with every passing second. I felt a surge of thrill as my body responded to the danger, but my mind was slow to catch up. I was paralyzed with fear, unable to move or look away as the tornado bore down on us. The winds howled and screamed, ripping us from the ground and tossing us aside like a rag doll. Debris swirled through the air, a maddening whirlwind of branches, leaves, and shattered homes. And then, just as suddenly as it had appeared, the tornado was upon us. The roar grew to a deafening peak, and everything went red.

"Te-" "Zoe? What's her name?" Madeline cuts me off. "Terra." Thank God she said it right. "So her mom just popped a baby and stared at her and thought she was too ugly for a cute name so she called her Terror!" Zoe and I keep quiet. Jeez! I'm clenching my fist so hard. And it's so creepy how this bitch is staring at me. Like those evil dark witches in fairytales. " Zoe, you can leave. "