Who Attacked The Elves Black Clover Novelas e Histórias

"Go to hell, my love." She whispered sweetly, and then with all her strength, she plunged the silver dagger deep into my side. The sizzle of silver burning flesh and the searing pain made me let out a beastly roar. I instinctively swung at her, but the silver venom instantly paralyzed me. At the same time, the windows around the altar shattered. "Now!" Rosalind screamed. The Thorne Pack warriors, who had been seated in the front rows, suddenly drew their weapons and attacked the unprepared Blackwood elders.

“Then who?” Before anyone could answer… An arrow flew from the darkness. It struck the ground beside the fire. Torren roared. “Ambush!” Figures burst from the forest. Not shadow creatures. Humans. But they wore dark armor marked with a crimson symbol. Cassian’s expression hardened. “Mercenaries.” The attackers charged. Steel clashed instantly. Torren smashed one attacker aside with a single swing of his axe. Kael’s sword flashed through the firelight as he blocked another strike.

Blood gushes from my nose—heals fast, but still. Branches rain down. Three attackers tumble from above and stay down. That leaves two—maybe three. Thank fuck Violet warned me. I stagger upright, dizzy for two steps, then bolt after a shadow weaving between trunks. No illusions this time—head’s pounding too much. I close the gap and grab him. Dark-skinned, pointed-eared—an elf. Unseelie elf. Blood magic. Great. He’s already bleeding from nose, ears, one eye. He collapses—dead before he hits the moss.

She stepped forward, the power within her radiating like a beacon. “The forest is with us,” she said, her voice strong. “It’s stronger than the shadow, and together, we will protect it. No matter what.” The pack erupted into cheers, their fear momentarily replaced by resolve. The attack came just before midnight. Kane’s forces poured into the clearing, a wave of twisted wolves and shadowy figures that moved like living nightmares. Their howls filled the air, a cacophony of rage and hunger. Eli shifted into his wolf form, leading the charge as the Blackwood pack clashed with their enemies. The clearing erupted into chaos, the ground trembling beneath the weight of the battle.

The sound shook the moor, and then the fairies began to fly in synchronized fashion. “To your posts,” shouted Alis. “Defend any entrances and do not hesitate to contain or kill the outlaws; no one is allowed to tread this land but those destined.” Lion looked at me in disbelief, and I looked at Linden, who was giving silent orders to the elves. “What's going on?” I asked, and the elf looked at me seriously. “People with dark powers have attacked an entrance to the wasteland, and they are coming to get you,” the goblin said, and at that moment I knew that the anarchists had arrived.

I said, rushing past him and into the pack clinic. Inside the clinic, the healer rushed to him immediately, I stepped back, helpless. “Please… make sure he survives,” Dad said quietly while I stood beside him without a word. We waited for hours Elvin remained unconscious. Finally, my dad exhaled heavily “Byrain… you still haven’t told me what happened out there.” I took a slow breath “We were attacked on our way back... Werewolves ambushed us.” “What? Was it Lucas’s pack?” “No,” I said softly. “It was Kelvin.”

Safe Haven warriors have arrived and begin fighting off the remaining wolves, pinning them in between Shadow Falls and Canyon Ridge's warriors so that one of the pack’s warriors can kill them. “RICHIE!” I hear Emlyn scream. I turn, seeing my brother lying bloody on the ground, my brother Cayd and Emlyn leaning over him. I take a step to go to them, but another wolf leaps at Clovis. Minka intercepts the wolf, feeling claws rake down our side. Clovis jumps on the wolf, nearly ripping its head from his body, just as we hear the howls go up from back home. ‘Safe Haven is under attack! Safe Haven is under attack!’

Every time we struck, they disappeared, only to reappear somewhere else, tearing, slashing, killing. My claws lashed violently as I tried to form a defensive line, but my soldiers faltered under the precision of the attack. The ambush was meticulous, deliberate. I could smell the scent of Dark Elfs—sharp, cold, and practiced—and my stomach sank. This wasn’t just a random strike. This was planned. I barely registered the pain when something slammed into my side, claws digging deep, ripping through muscle. I snarled, spinning, slashing blindly, but another one hit me from behind. My legs buckled, and I fell hard into the dirt, blood mixing with the damp earth.

Safe Haven warriors have arrived and begin fighting off the remaining wolves, pinning them in between Shadow Falls and Canyon Ridge's warriors so that one of the pack’s warriors can kill them. “RICHIE!” I hear Emlyn scream. I turn, seeing my brother lying bloody on the ground, my brother Cayd and Emlyn leaning over him. I take a step to go to them, but another wolf leaps at Clovis. Minka intercepts the wolf, feeling claws rake down our side. Clovis jumps on the wolf, nearly ripping its head from his body, just as we hear the howls go up from back home. ‘Safe Haven is under attack! Safe Haven is under attack!’

She says. "That would make sense. We know Douglas wants the element of surprise, and having a species in his army that's thought to be extinct would definitely give him that." I say. "What about the coven? Did you receive any information about the attack?" "Yes, apparently, it was rogues and vampires." She says as she pulls out her phone and shows pictures of three of the attackers dead. "So he has every species in his army except elves?" Sam asks. "I wouldn't be surprised if they were in on it too." Lady Esmeralda answers.