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His eyes were deep golden, and he snarled, indicating he was ready. Elijah turned his attention back to the glass protection and calmly brought his hand close to it. A great magical forger among his ancestors had created this glass protection, which only recognised the blood of the Timberfang Alpha. Once Elijah's hand was right atop it, a claw grew from his thumb which he used to tear open a bit of flesh from the tip of his index finger. The blood pooled into a small teardrop shape, then it fell right on the glass.

I said weakly. Scarlett hesitated, then glared. "Fine. But don't try any tricks. Or you'll be tasting more beast blood until you're insane." Shaking, I took out my phone and dialed my cousin Chloe's number. "Chloe..." I tried to keep my voice steady. "I need you to bring three vials of Elder's Blood to The Crimson Curtain. Immediately." Chloe's surprised voice came from the other end. "Mora? You sound..." "And a million in cash," I cut in. "As fast as you can."

I leaned down over Ressler’s body, catching a faint hint of something unfamiliar. Like a different blood. I lift his cold hand, taking a whiff then looking between his clawed fingers. He didn’t shift but whatever attached them, he got it really bad, too, which meant there might be one of those injured rogues lurking in the woods right now, waiting to recover.

or claws, Eden stepped closer, on the frayed edges of the tear, dull brown stains, mixed with red that she couldn't mistake for anything other than blood. Her fingers recoiled before she had truly reached for it, she let her hand drop against her leg as she leaned closer, her eyes scanned the jacket and the branch it was caught on, her gaze landed on the trunk of the tree, a large, rusty smear of blood, another small patch at the base, a spatter on the next.

The Thing Below the Skin The hand in the earth tightened like an answer. Mira’s small fingers were slick with mud and something that smelled like old rain. Elara could see the pale knuckles, the tiny nails. She set her jaw and wrapped both hands around the wrist and pulled until the rope burned her palms.

And the Hexthorn. Right now, the cursed poison is on her fingers.

"Wolfsbane is common and can be acquired anywhere, so there are no leads as of now. I will let you know if I find anything." "Thank you, Jade. We appreciate your help. We will take it from here." I vowed, my eyes burning with unshed tears. *** Follow my socials to stay updated! F******k: The Scripturient I*******m: san_2045

"Such bold words! Look out for our punches!" The Topo Brothers were aggravated. They yelled angrily in unison and rushed forward, one of each side. Buzz! When they almost approached Darryl, they punched at the same time. They wore a special glove on both of their hands. The gloves shimmered in silver; it looked magical. Yes, the silver gloves were the Topo Brother's weapon. Those gloves were made with Ten Thousand Year Frost Iron in the most northern ice fields in the Yellow Sea Continent. It contained a strong force of Frost Power.

Unholy Fire Glove. Continued

I handed the organ back to the elder, who took it reverently with both hands. The elder stepped forward again, picking up the iron knife from the snow. "Your souls share the hunger. Now, your bodies share the blood." Fenris held his massive hand out, palm up. The elder dragged the blade straight across Fenris's palm, cutting deep into the flesh. Fenris didn't flinch. He didn't even blink. I held my right hand out. The cold iron bit sharply into my skin, slicing cleanly across my palm. The pain was a sharp, sudden sting that cut through the cold. Warm blood instantly welled up from the cut, mixing immediately with the elk's blood that was already coating my fingers.