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

Kael roared. The clearing exploded. Wolves shifted mid-stride, Blackthorn and Ironfang crashing together in a fury of claws and fangs. Elara felt the shift rip through her, hybrid form surging, silver fur rippling, claws extending. She leaped into the fray beside Kael, tearing through an Ironfang scout who lunged for her mate’s back. Blood sprayed. Screams rose. The stones watched in silence. But in the chaos, Elara saw it, a flicker of movement at the edge of the circle. A cloaked figure slipping away. Not Ironfang colors. Blackthorn colors.

“Mommy… they’re singing to me. They want me to open the door.” Serena pulled her daughter close, protective magic flaring around them both. “No one is taking you,” Serena said fiercely. “You are ours.” The First Attack Just before dawn, the attack came. Shadowy figures — elite Eclipse agents wearing dark cloaks with eclipsed sun emblems — breached the outer wards. They moved like ghosts, using forbidden magic that even Serena struggled to counter. Kael shifted and roared, tearing through two attackers. Damien became a whirlwind of death in the darkness. Serena fought while shielding Liora, violet spells lighting up the night.

Everything happened too fast. The misfortune came like an avalanche and no one expected doomsday was coming again after so many years of living in peaceful hiding. In a once peaceful village of the White Elf Tribe or the Healer Elves, a cruel onslaught took place; humans namely bandits, poachers and black merchants ambushed and pillaged their village. The screams and cries of the grieving elves poisoned the peaceful air. The weather turned dark and murky adding tension to the already tense scene. "Run for the forest!"

He didn’t leave the place until Alaric found Ron’s body a few hours after and judging by the look he saw on Alaric’s face, he knew that there would be hell to pay. He was right. That same night, an attack was launched on the Elf Kingdom which was led by Alaric and his parents. Normally, the Nightshades were a reclusive and peaceful coven of Witches. They never got involved in the affairs of the world and focused on healing but that night, they unleashed their full fury against the Elves. Zedekiel’s ethereal form floated in the sky, watching as the Nightshades wreaked havoc on his kind. He didn’t remember ever fighting Alaric’s coven which meant it was also erased from his memories.

Damien laughs, checking his watch. "I say fifteen," Victor counters. "He'll want to make her suffer a bit first." None of them understands the profound transformation occurring miles away, how the touch of Clover's lips against Milton's has shattered years of deliberate blindness, revealing a truth too powerful to deny. In the hollow willow, Clover makes her decision. With trembling hands, she pushes herself forward, emerging from the shadows like a spirit materialising from another world. The silver threads of her ceremonial dress catch the moonlight, creating an ethereal glow around her slender figure.

, I said and made my way around my desk to where he was seated. “Blackmoon pack is considered an enemy to this pack”, I said plainly. I could immediately see his obvious surprise and confusion, and so, chose to elaborate. As clearly, his mother had never mentioned the tragedy that had befallen our pack to him. “Many years ago”, I told him. “Our pack was attacked and more than half of us killed”, I said, trying not to allow the memory of that day slip in. “My parents were killed in that attack. And the parents, sister and family members of your mate as well”, I informed him. “The attacker was Blackmoon pack”, I said.

Dark magic flickered around his fingers. “End the hybrid,” he shouted. Everything happened at once. Kael moved first, shifting mid-step. Bones cracked. Fur burst through the skin. A massive gray wolf lunged toward the attackers. Dante vanished in a blur, reappearing behind one of the cloaked figures. His hand wrapped around the man’s throat. Zephyr lifted his palm and the air itself seemed to harden. Raven did not move. The third attacker broke free from the chaos and ran straight toward her.

Thankfully the Elven knights took care of the empress's body. The Elven King was very disturbed by his daughter's death. He for the last time helped the Bliaviroth empire to defeat the vampires. With powerful magic spells of Elven knights the vampires were sent back into their Dark Kingdom. The elves then sealed them inside and closed the outlet of Dark Kingdom. After that I never got to see elves, it looked like they vanished from the earth. When I returned back after five years of long battle, my younger sister was already married with a man who looked exactly like Loren Ragnar.

----- Three days later, the attack came. Not at night like I expected. But in broad daylight, while Leah was training in the clearing. I heard the wards scream and knew immediately. Multiple people. Breaching from all sides. “LEAH!” I shouted. “GET TO THE CABIN NOW!” She grabbed Elena from where Elinor was watching and ran. I met the first attacker at the tree line. Not mercenaries this time. Professional soldiers. Trained warriors. Luciana had brought an army. I cut down the first three, but more kept coming.