Venti And Dvalin 소설 & 이야기

“The Hollow Throne does not grant power. It takes.” The air tore. The creature recoiled, shrieking, its form flickering. But it did not fall. Then Vame stepped forward. They raised a single hand, and the Hollowed One hesitated. Vame’s voice was a whisper, yet it rang through the chamber like a death knell. “I was the first. I was devoured.” They reached toward the Hollow Crown. The creature screamed. A pulse of raw energy exploded outward. The force knocked Rael backward, the book burning against his hands. The last thing he saw before darkness swallowed the chamber was Vame’s fingers grazing the Hollow Crown and the world shattering around them.

I wanted to take the chair from him, but the plates and cutlery were only set for the head chair and the one at the left, right beside where Ethan is seated. The maids didn’t bother to hide their shock as they set out the breakfast meal. I could see the eyes they gave each other and was so fucking tired of it, so I let my gaze fall to my thighs. But strong hands gripped my thighs, and I held my breath in when Ethan leaned closer to my ear. The proximity is causing me to heat up and my heart to pick up its pace. “Keep your head up. To be with me, you need to square your shoulders and know your worth,” He murmured into my ear, and my eyes darted to the maid, who quickly darted their eyes away,

The battlefield of the Shattered Vale roared with chaos. Ash swirled like snow through the molten air, fire and shadow clashing in brutal waves. Soldiers screamed, magic crackled, and monstrous beasts tore through ranks. Yet at the heart of it, two figures moved as one: Verath Dravenor, Dragon King of Ashenrealm, and Elara Nightvale, healer and forbidden magic wielder.

Then the seventh. By the time I reached the eighth, his face was pale, covered in sweat and tears. Blood dripped steadily onto the concrete floor, forming a small pool beneath the chair. "Please…" he whispered. "Please…I have…I have a family—" "So does my wife. A family that would have mourned her if your fucking SUV had succeeded." I positioned the pliers on the ninth nail. "Last chance, Dmitri. Who sent you?" "They'll kill my family too—they'll—"

Hans only did cooking at home, so they couldn't practice at all, let alone spar. Just as Halvir had said, towards the afternoon of that day, a sparring duel took place between those who had just entered the age of maturity, with *Diamond rank being the highest. Vallo appeared in the third match and so far he has won two duels in a row. Since the beginning, Vallo has shown his potential and this is based on Halvir. In addition, Vallo, who bravely volunteered to approach Lila, added value to Halvir's eyes, and because of that, Halvir actively trained Vallo.

"I'm not leaving my men alone to die on the battle-field without me, and I'm not leaving my territory under the hands of Vince's men. So either you get out of my fucking way, or you help me destroy the rest of Vince's men - and then you can take me and my army to the Veil-Stones." Lord Daemon's eyes were still wide as he mutely nodded, his tan skin darkening as he struggled to breathe. Satisfied with his cooperation, Lady Valda finally dropped the Lord and gracefully strode past him. Paying him no attention, while he gasped for breath on his knees on the floor.

The room fell silent. Heads turned. Dishes clinked softly. Damon Valen rose abruptly, imposing and resolute, placing himself between me and the nearest guests. His demeanor was cold and unreadable, while his eyes held a glimmer that was intensely dangerous. “Any further mockery,” he said in a calm yet commanding tone, “and you’ll have to answer to the Crown of Velmere.” The silence wrapped around us all, as if even the music had taken a moment to pause.

Anyone who harmed his sister was his enemy till the day he takes his last breath. Kenchiki was more than pissed to learn that little information. He hated unclean people who tried to take away people's consent, especially when it came to people's bodies; he was glad he had been distracted by his lover and had no time to cause harm to Aria; she was an innocent victim too. He glared murderously at the woman who drugged him. He would make sure she had no good days. Sera felt chills crawl up her spine when she saw the look that the two men were giving her. She knew then that whoever was targeting her knew about all her schemes and stacked the deck against her.

As the first rays of dawn began to pierce the night sky, he stepped forward to address his warriors. ********** Meanwhile, deep in the Shadow fang mansion, Valen stood in a dark chamber. The room was lit only by the flickering light of a single flame. Shadows danced across the stone walls, their movements almost alive. Opposite him, Vendetta watched with an amused smile. “They know about this room right?,” Valen said, his voice calm but cold. Vendetta’s smile widened. “ Valen, you sound weak, not like you at all... Let them come. It’s time to show Dorian the true power of the relic. It's time to show them what we're up to”