Novel & Cerita Wings Of Fire Arc 4

The flames grew and emitted the darkest smoke when the shadow vampires fanned it and threw more wood and coals into it. Minly cried and asked for forgiveness but Skotieno was deaf to the sound of her agony and threw her close to the fire. Minly tried to run away but the shadow vampires surrounding her immediately pointed their spears at her. Minly was in chains, trapped by these merciless vampires, and all she could do is walk her back toward the crackling call of the flames. The flames of her unfortunate death, ready to burn her soul. “AHHH FUCK!” Minly screamed when she felt a spear stabbing her shoulder, pushing her to the flames. “PLEASE! I CAN FIND THE ONE WHO DID THIS, I HAVE FOUND AN

His main hope now was that Lucifer could get back in time. Peter gave an order. "Support Yvere, and do whatever we can to stall him." The others nodded and ran over to help the healer who was now clearly losing the fight. "Floor!" Peter yelled towards Yvere. She fell to the floor as Peter shot a torrent of flames at Cytus. Ctyus brought his wings back out and put them in front of himself while attempting to lower his body. The flames burned his wings to black along with partially burning his thighs. He looked at the human in front of him and could see the begginning of mana depletion on his face.

Lucian quickly circled back, his strong wings straining against the sheer force of the flames that threatened to engulf him. With a surge of adrenaline and unwavering determination, Lucian raced back to the mountaintop where he had left Sarai and Caspian, his wings slicing through the air with incredible speed. The raging inferno trailed closely behind, spreading with alarming velocity, threatening to devour them and reduce their existence to ashes.

Ash still drifted in the air like black snow, settling over ruins that had once been Dawnspire’s proud walls. Serenya’s lungs burned with smoke and power as she struggled to hold herself aloft. Her new wings—woven of starlight and fire—shivered with exhaustion, dimming at the edges. Below, Thalric’s broken crown lay in shards, but the man himself rose from the ashes, alive, his form cloaked in a new and terrible shadow.

I screamed again, but then Another voice cut through the night. "STOP!" Aaron got away and threw himself between us and the fire. His eyes were bright and his body was shaking, and then Wings. Not a wolf. Not a witch. Something else. He wasn't hurt by the flame. It curved. It bowed. What I realized was I said in a whisper, "He's the heir." "Not me." "It was never me." As Aaron stepped into the flame, Lucian pulled me back.

I hadn’t understood what she meant until now. Maybe she knew. Maybe the fire was never meant to destroy me. The moon slides out from behind the clouds. For a second, the ashes around me glow faintly, stirred by a soft gust. They spiral upward, forming the faint outline of wings. Phoenix wings. I blink, and they’re gone. The world feels too still. Too empty. No guards. No scent of wolves. They must have thought there was nothing left to find. No one survives a fire like that. I crawled towards the river. The reflection that greets me isn’t mine.

A wisp of fire slipped out of an embrasure and, growing and spreading wings, transformed into a giant blazing bird. Temujin made an uppercut and the fire bird shadowed his movements by first hovering like a crest affronté under the enemy ship’s bow and then streaking upwards with a raptorial screech and a fiery roar. Next, Temujin spread out all his fingers as he thrust his hand forward. In response, his red bird skimmed over the enemy ship’s deck and the pirates scampered. Sasha and Aki watched with fingers crossed as the fire bird glided towards the junco’s foremast. They couldn’t see everything but it appeared as though the fiery red color started to fade and turn into a cool blue. Sasha

Ares' P.O.V. Frances leaped in front of me, shielding us with her large wing as hell fire was spat from a demon's mouth. Her wings were apparently impervious to it, making her perfect for this battle. I see why the gods chose her. The moment the hell fire stopped, she dropped her wing, allowing me to attack. I pushed my shadow out, grabbing a few ghouls and crushing them. They popped like water balloons inside my shadow cocoons, causing blood to leak and splatter as I let their bodies go.

My words did nothing but enrage him further, and he started to run towards me, hands outstretched ready to place them around my neck. But, before he could reach me, the familiar sounds of large wings flapping in the air met my ears. Fallon and I both looked up, Thale’s red dragon suspended above us. He exhaled flames in Fallon’s direction, although missing him so as to make sure I was not caught in the cross-fire. I needed to get further away.

I pushed Cat toward the open door of the SUV, my body shielding hers as we ran. More shots. Closer this time. One caught the vehicle's side mirror, shattering it. "Rooftop positions, suppress that fire!" Declan's voice was sharp in my ear. The return fire was immediate and devastating. The incoming threat scattered, their shots going wild as they dove for cover. I shoved Cat into the vehicle and threw myself in after her, slamming the door shut just as the driver hit the accelerator. The SUV lurched forward, tires squealing as we peeled away from the Galleria.