Who Dropped The Metal On Rize Novels & Stories

Damn. When suddenly, this bastard drops off his weapon when a hard thing hits his hand. Zitrey instantly hit him herself knocking him off. In the next second, the throw was followed several times, hitting most of her opponent limbs near her, making them groan in pain while holding their wound in bleed. When Zitrey inclined her head, he saw Nathan on the terrace, while holding some pieces of smash bricks. In a split of seconds, he jumps off and rolled forward and stands behind Zitrey.

“Backdoor just sealed.” “Keep working!” Natalie shouted. “Disable the drones!” Adrian tossed her a magnetic pulse driver. “Aim for the core nodes!” She took it, ducked, and rolled across the floor—firing directly into the central nexus. A surge of energy lit the room. Consoles exploded. One by one, the drones dropped like marionettes with cut strings. Alarms blared. And then—silence. Smoke filled the room. The acrid scent of burning wires hung thick.

My father raised his hand, a silent signal to the marksmen on the balcony. The red dot of a laser sight appeared on Daniel’s forehead, then shifted to the hand holding the vial. “Victoria, drop,” Zander roared. I didn’t hesitate. I threw my weight forward, the silver lace of my dress tearing as I dove toward the floor. A single, muffled pop echoed through the ballroom. I hit the marble, the air knocked out of my lungs, as the glass vial shattered on the stage beside me. I looked up, expecting to see Daniel falling, but the scene was a blur of chaos.

“But you tried to turn that past into a weapon.” He stepped closer. “You are no longer welcome in Moonstone.” The words hit harder than any shout. The hall erupted in murmurs. Crystal’s breath caught. “You can’t mean that.” “I do,” Caleb said. “By my authority as Alpha, you are stripped of influence, protection, and standing. Guards—” Before the command could finish, Crystal moved. She grabbed a small vial from her sleeve and hurled it at the ground. The glass shattered, releasing a sharp, blinding smoke that spread instantly.

The measure had long since passed 27 ounces, but he didn't show any sign of stopping. My field of vision was already starting to go dark, and I felt energy and warmth being drawn out of my body mercilessly. Along with it, went any last vestiges of lingering affection I had, left from the thirty years we spent together. And so, I passed out again. When I woke up again, I faced a white ceiling, the overwhelming scent of disinfectant, and the inside of my arm, bruised and swollen from being punctured. I wasn't dead. In the room next door, I heard Mia's delicate sobs.

Riko was already pulling his hand back and I saw something metallic flashed briefly between his fingers before disappearing. My stomach dropped. No. No. The burning spread through my veins almost instantly and my vision blurred. The field tilted as the noise around me became distant. Riko's grin grew wider. "You foolish Golden Raven." I stumbled slightly, my arms suddenly felt heavier and weaker. "What..." I coughed. Blood splattered against the inside of my helmet. "What did you do?" Riko's eyes glittered with satisfaction. "Your security team didn't find all of my nightshades."

For a split second, the blood in my veins turned to ice as the man followed the fallen body with a gun in hand. “STEEL!” The iron bar came at my face again, but I rolled over, avoiding it altogether. Finally, with my head back in the game – a game that was called ‘kill this mother fucker so I can get to Steel asap!’ – I kicked out, landing a blow straight in my attacker’s stomach, and he took a stumble backward. Accidentally, he landed on a control panel, and something behind me roared to life. Glancing up, I realized that he’d turned on the metal shredder that we used to crush the cars into scrap metal.

Garrett whispered, his grip tightening like a vise. ​Directly above them, the absolute core of the mountain gave one final, earth-shattering pop, and the entire ceiling, thousands of tons of ancient stone ledgers, iron gears, and boiling gold ink, dropped cleanly into their vision, obliterating the light.

Then, all at once, they were landing. Rhyzar touched down in the center of a grand square, his massive form moving with an impossible grace for something so large. The moment his claws met the stone, the gathering crowd erupted into cheers. People flooded the surrounding streets, their voices rising in excitement, waving their arms in welcome. The sight of them made her heart pound. Before she could process it, dark smoke erupted beneath her, swallowing Rhyzar’s form whole. Caelia barely had time to scream before the solid mass beneath her vanished entirely, leaving her plummeting toward the stone below.