What Happened To Dumbledore's Hand Novels & Stories

That was the reason he was in this state, on the brink of death. "So? What's it going to be?" Harrod crowded over. "Do you see anything, Mister Penn?" "Yes. I've found a way to heal Mister Albus." Wilbur opened his right hand, placing all five of his fingertips against Albus' stomach. The next second, a powerful force of suction emerged from his palm to absorb the spider web of power of destruction in Albus' body. The spider was turned into black miasma and white light as well, eventually absorbed into Wilbur's body altogether.

He added. “ Ouch...But it's feels so good to hear my name from you once again your majesty...Ahh ” Jared suddenly yelped when he felt a sharp pain on his left hand. And when he looked down at his hand he saw that his skin was melting, it was as if acid was truly pouring on his skin. “ Does it still feels so good now ” Lucifer smirked when suddenly they heard a loud scream coming from the pool. It was Arwen, she was holding her left hand while screaming.

The only thing he could see was Fiona's clawed face which made him go deaf to groans and cries of pain. It was the former king Arthur who pushed Draco away from barely conscious Dexter. Clarke was still screwing in a state of shock while gaping at her disfigured hands. Draco marched over to her. Grabbing her left hand, he twisted it one more time before amputating her hand with a jerk. Blood spurts out falling on his sweats but he could care less. The sight of it brought absolute peace to him. Dexter has already passed out and within seconds Clarke lost consciousness as well.

We stood a foot from each other while she was holding my hand. “This is irrevocable.” He whispered making me gulp the lump in my throat. “I understand.” He turned around and I watched him leave; he returned with two goblets and handed them to me. The nail on his thumb grew and he used it to slit his wrist. He let his blood drop in both goblets. He took the two goblets from me. “Do the same.” I slit my wrist too and poured blood into both goblets. He handed me the other one, I held the cup using my left hand while my right was holding his hand.

I immediately covered the stump with my left hand, using my fire magic to cauterize the wound, to keep me from losing anymore blood. It was messy, and painful and ugly, but it was done. It was done, and I no longer had a full arm. No longer had the vines marking me as my princess’s protector, as the one who would give his everything to save her and her people. All that was left was one lone leaf, right on my elbow.

There was no backing out once it was struck. "We have a deal," Our hands grasped one another, the magic surrounding us as a deal was struck. The centre of my palm started to burn. I pulled my hand away just as a white etching of a wolf formed on my palm before it faded away again. I had never made a deal that had done that before. I looked up at the Balor, my brow creased.

Give me your hand," I growled softly and he looked away from me. "Give me your hand now, sir and stop being a stubborn beast. I can smell your blood. You have a deep cut that needs repaired," I mumbled firmly and he huffed and opened his hand palm up at me. I saw the bad injuries and looked up at him with teary eyes. I started removing the pieces of thin glass like porcelain from his flesh and asked Alya for a bowl of water and a rag. I held my hand over his bloody palm and used my magic to force any deeper fragments to the surface while I healed his flesh. Once the water came I washed the remaining blood away. Luric was looking at me admirably but strangely.

Silently, I just stare at him wanting him to do what I can’t. “ Sorry. I will fix this but I am sorry. ” He continues apologising. “ I-It’s okay. ” I stutter. His Adams Apple bobs as his eyebrows bump together, forming a frown on his forehead. He raises his right hand to his lips and bites into his wrist. Blood begins dripping down from his hand and my eyes instantly start to burn with the same intensity. “ The potion won’t be effective so soon. You just lost control. It won’t happen again for a few days. ” He reveals softly and my eyes move away from his wrist to his hazy silver grey orbs.

Immediately afterward, Asmodeus inclined his face and looked at her hand with a bit of longing in his gaze, "Can I have a bite?" Evelyn: "......" Fearing a bite from her opponent, Evelyn withdrew her hand and hid it behind her back, blocking her opponent's shadow-like view. "Sorry, Your Highness, no." Evelyn politely declined. Asmodeus let out an "oh" to indicate that he knew, but he still didn't give up. Evelyn watched as the red-haired demon in front of him lowered his head and tore off his left hand in one gulp, blood suddenly spurting from the broken wrist and splattering Evelyn's body. Yet in but a blink of an eye, an intact left hand grew back from his wrist.

"Which hand touched her?" "But sir…." "I asked," I growled, letting the command of my Alpha tone fill the room, "which hand touched her?" "This one, sir!" she sobbed, holding her left hand. A flame rose from my fingertips and covered her arm. The hand fell off and turned to ash before it even hit the floor. Eveline screamed. "Monster!" She tried to hold her arm but it was gone. I smirked, cold and unbothered. "Ohh you haven't seen half of it. Now get lost."