Who Attacked The Elves Black Clover の小説・ストーリー

Something inside him reacting before his mind could catch up. They stopped. The forest went quiet. Too quiet. No birds. No wind. No movement. Just— stillness. Then— a sound. Soft. Behind them. One of the guards turned— too late. The attack came fast. Not loud. Not chaotic. Precise. Figures moved through the trees like shadows. Cloaked. Masked. Not wolves. Not fully human either. Something in between. And all of them— their focus locked on one person. Eli.

Bouncers had locked the front door to make sure the attackers wouldn’t escape, while the bar staff helped the patrons evacuate through the back door, making sure that the human ones wouldn’t remember anything they saw. There were eleven elves involved in the attack, males and females, all dressed in dark purple cloaks. Coralis was about to kill a fifth one, a redheaded female, but Prince Hendrick told her to keep her alive. She rendered her unconscious, and Prince Hendrick ordered one of his guards to take her to the dungeon. “Thank you for helping. You didn’t have to, so that’s very appreciated,” said Prince Hendrick. “No problem. Mind if I borrow a phone? I’ll pay for the long distance.”

"The group was a collection of mercenaries, humans, elves, and other creatures of the far realms, armed for battle. How they got here, I don't know. Those in the village locked themselves in their homes, too terrified to come out until they moved on." Horsemaster Taron leaned on the table, "Are they still in your village? Did you see their leader?" Shandalar asked for water, which was immediately provided. After gulping several cups of refreshing liquid, he was able to continue. "As soon as they left, I rode here. I did get a good look at the Elf who seemed in charge. This leader was a noble elflord who was wearing long dark robes with the royal mark. He demanded food in the middle of the ni

They walked right past Violet as if she wasn't there. Violet stumbled away, struggling to move properly in her heavy pearl-laden gown, and watched Curzon, Dalyla, and Caiphas take hold of the elves. Their fangs sunk into the necks of their victims. An eerie quiet fell on the hall as the entire room drank. Violet looked around, trying not to throw up. "What is this?" she murmured.

They moved into the chaos. --- The battle was worse than anything Elara had imagined. Red Claw warriors everywhere, their numbers overwhelming. Shadowfang fighters falling one by one. And at the center, a massive black wolf—Damon—fighting with desperate fury, holding off three attackers at once. Caleb launched himself into the fray, his sword flashing. He took down two Red Claw before they even saw him coming, then engaged a third. Elara stayed behind him as promised, but her eyes were on Damon.

But the cold was not their only enemy. On the sixth day, a pack of mountain shifters attacked them from the cliffs above. These were not purebloods loyal to the Council. They were independent shifters who had lived in the mountains for generations, surviving by raiding travelers and taking what they needed. They saw Elif's army as prey. The battle was brief but costly. The mountain shifters were fast and knew the terrain, striking from the shadows and disappearing before Elif's warriors could respond. Ten half-bloods were killed, and twice as many were wounded before the mountain shifters retreated.

“I don’t like what you’re insinuating about my fiancee, Arden. Lena has done nothing but contribute everything to our cause.” “Exactly. That’s why I still don’t understand why she acted that way that night at the Blackwood’s party.” I clench my jaw. Memories of that night flash through my mind—how Arden, Pax, and Lysia, alongside the other members of the Black Covenant, stormed the Blood Moon territory in their wolf forms, while Ethan, Megan, and the rest lay hidden beneath the bushes, picking off Blood Moon sentinels from the shadows. The attack was swift and meticulously planned that caught even Alden off guard, so much so that he was overpowered.

“You’ve walked right into my trap. It would be rude not to make the most of it.” My blood ran cold. I glanced at Lucia, her face pallid. “You knew,” I muttered, the revelation hitting me like a punch to the gut. “You led us here.” “No!” Lucia shook her head, desperation in her eyes. “I didn’t know—I swear!” “Enough,” Blackthorn shouted, his voice piercing through the air like a sword. “It doesn’t matter. You’re here now, and there’s no escape.” The place burst into turmoil. Shadows moved, taking form—warriors cloaked in darkness, their eyes glinting with hatred. Eli was alongside me in a moment, his sword flashing as he faced the first attacker. Seraph moved like a phantom, her moves precise

He never even knew that Zayden was this skilled. Zayden searched through the events of the day and everything related, but when he got to the time frame when Elvira had gone to the bathroom, the clip disappeared after showing them a person dressed in black, standing at the corner. “Fuck!” Zayden cursed in horror, covering his mouth a bit as he zoomed into the corner where Polly and Elvira had passed by. “That's… that's the fucking psycho who's been out to get Elvira!” He yelled, pointing to the cloak person on the screen.