What Does It Mean When Pupils Are Blown Novels & Stories

TYSON I watch in horror as Rose’s face pales and turns a slight grey-green color. Her pupils blow out almost immediately. Her breathing turns shallow and fast and her heart sounds like it is going to beat out of her chest. Her eyes are not focused on me, and I rub her arms trying to get her attention. It doesn’t work. I snap my fingers in her face, that doesn’t work either. Finally, I pat her cheek, trying to move her focus. But again, nothing. Then I realize, she is staring at the group that just came out of the elevator.

She breaths heavily and looks at Reno in rage. "Are you out of your mind? All those people will be killed in no second if the spell is out! Including the hearts, Krulisa can have them in no time!" She screams. And her eyes start getting cloudy again. Something was wrong. The wind starts to blow again just like it did while she was talking to Izzy's parents. Oh no! "It's happening again." I say. Ethel looks at me. "What's with the wind?" Patty whispers. We all look at Catty in shock as her whole body starts to give out some sort of smoke and her eyes go cloudy.

He'd make a great hunter in the coming year. "Your hearing is astounding, I can only hear the birds and squirrels but you can hear for miles. Although you may not be able to see what you hunt, you can smell and hear them." Kate said smiling as she watched her brother look at her happily, his sightless blue eyes gleaming with happiness.

After giving it some thought, an elderly's pupils suddenly shrunk. "If I may ask, your honorable, are you Lucas the Demon who eliminated the Silvery Snow Palace?"

Blade exhales slowly. “I didn’t want to ruin the moment,” he says softly. Diana lets out a sound that is halfway between a scream and a sob. “Don’t you dare,” she begs, clutching his face, forcing his eyes back to hers when they start to drift. “Don’t you dare do this to me. You hear me. You stay awake.” His pupils are blown wide. His skin is going grey under the blood. “It’s okay,” he whispers. “I’m here.”

Ding Tong jerked his head back. His entire body was wrapped in the terrifying light of the pupil technique. His eyes were bright, without any emotion, as if he were an ice-cold killing machine. Under the contrast of this pupil radiance, his body seemed transparent, and almost his bones could be seen. This scene was extremely weird. Terrifying pupil radiance shot out from his eyes. Boom! "Ah..." Poof! Zhang Fan, Fang Tianyi, Song Que, and Bai Quanshui were sent flying, blood spurting from their mouths and noses.

Heat pulsed through his chest, the urge to tear every one of them limb from limb, raced through his mind. Instead, he simply exhaled. He let the coinery slide from his fingers into theirs, watching their triumphant smirks that fit their childish looks. Amidst the chatter, a tall lanky boy stepped forward. Slowly. Each step heavy with warning. His eyes were wild and unfocused, like he had been drinking. His pupils had blown wide, swallowing most of the iris until only a thin ring of gray color remained. Heavy, purplish bags sagged beneath his lower lids, prominent against the sharp angles of his otherwise lean face.

My senses heightened, and I couldn't help but notice the way Asher and Blair's eyes changed, their pupils dilating in synchrony. "Mate!" they yelled simultaneously, their voices resonating with a primal intensity that sent shivers down my spine.

John said, gesturing to the small case on the table. "The lenses only get you past the first gate. The second gate uses a heat signature of the eye. It checks for the dilation of the pupil in response to light. Abram’s right eye was sluggish. He had a faint case of Horner's Syndrome. If your pupil reacts too fast, the system flags it as a fake." John sat back, his face darkening. "How the hell am I supposed to control my pupil dilation?" "You can't. Not naturally. But I have drops. They'll paralyze the muscle for four hours. You'll be half-blind in one eye, and the headache will feel like a spike through your skull."

A strong cold breeze brushed through the verdant trees leaving their branches to sway crazily. The wind blew with a hovering sound intensifying with every passing moment. Skyla didn't stop running no matter how worse the wind was hitting her body and making it difficult for her to breathe. She raised her head to look at the atmosphere. The weather was getting worse and Skyla's mind charged with positive energy was slowly getting drained. Tears rolled down her cheeks from the very thought of not being able to reach the school on time.