Witch's Guards In Wizard Of Oz の小説・ストーリー

Even the draft through the corridor, that made her shiver, seemed to push her forward. She was free again. Feeling uneasy, there was more to run from this time. Again she should find Rose. A normal life was slipping away. Only she found herself following the path to the cave. As she entered the mouth of the cave a Barrier went up behind her. It was solid. Made of the same Guardian magic she had seen Asher use before to entertain the children. This, however, was not amusing Sacha.

“What if she never knew how to fix the crystal ball and was just using us to get the gold and abscond after the payment.” Just when Silas was about to give a response, a knock sounded on the library door. “Come in,” Silas said. The doorknob twisted and the witch stood in front of them with a man by her side. The man was one of the Hericon palace guards. The witch held a basket with one hand. The contents of the basket was covered with a cloth and Silas suspected that it contained the crystal ball. The guard who escorted her bowed and left. The witch entered, closing the door behind her.

He was holding a nice sprinkling of powder in his palm, which shone in the torchlight, fainting pink. Pixie dust. My chest heaved. I was familiar with that glitter, that perfume. A single glance around the dungeons revealed some light traces of it reflected on the floor, and stuck to the uniforms of the guards, dusting off the chains. The voice of Ian was monotonic, though constrained. "Pixie dust renders any wolf that it touches into instant unconsciousness. You know it. The guards never had a chance. This wasn't incompetence. A witch freed her."

I kept dropping my speed until I was almost riding side by side with the Luna’s carriage. Aside from the Elite guards, Gwen also had three of her own personal alpha guards riding with her. “Any problems?” the top alpha guard asked. “Just adding an extra layer of security,” I answered. He nodded in satisfaction. I took a deep breath, any moment now… any… moment… now. A deep roar echoed through the woods out of nowhere, it was disembodied but it was still that of a wolf. Or was it? Unlike others present, I was aware that witches were in wait so there was no way this was a coincidence, it had to be part of their plan.

Does this mean these faeries were just here, and he couldn’t see them because of his mortal eye? Exactly! He heard Winzi’s evil laugh. The little witch was making fun of him again. Maybe she was just bored, and she chose to toy around him. She got to be kidding about him unseeing these creatures before. You can take a look outside. I’m serious. Eleand hurriedly walked towards the main door of the palace. He saw four guards standing there, and they wore gold armor with a long sword on their hips. The guards looked at him and crazily grinned as if they remembered his stupidity last night.

Both men are dressed in the uniforms given in the Guild, and one man jumps off the back of the griffin to engage the guards with various protection spells. We got help to fight against the hostiles! How on earth did Haden and Kellin manage this? But that is a question for another time. The witches have arrived to help us, so we should use this chance to act immediately. "Get the guards!" I bark at the staff, running away from the window. "And get out of the castle! If the hostiles don't have a weapon, fight against them. If the hostiles turn, you have permission to fight in your wolf forms. We're getting our castle back!"

Even though I wasn't a witch, I still looked more like one than an original… “A witch of course would never commit to an atrocity…” the leading guard boomed in response. His feet bouncing volatile. His movement ready and in wait. I could see from the way he stood that he was just waiting for me to try to run. There was a mad glare in his eyes like a hunter ready and hungry for the chase… He looked like he relished the thought of me trying to run away… And he would rather have it that way just to soak in the joy of foiling my escape.

He stood tall and intimidating. "You're not witches" he said "What are you?" Marian cleared her throat "We told you before when we first came herr. We're travellers" "Liars! I can perceive your scent. You're coming with me" He reached out to grab Marian. Without a second thought, I sprang into action. I threw a punch that connected with the guard's jaw, sending him crashing to the ground. "Run!" I said to Marian. I grabbed her hand and pulled her along as we sprinted towards the gates. The alarm had been raised. A loud horn blared over the grounds. It wouldn't take long for the witches to come after us.

said Mika. Katleho put oliver on a rectangular part of a bench and dragged him slowly to the outside of the gate, While Mika fought with the security guards, giving them a punch and a kick till they were too tired to fight. “Who was the last one to enter Mr Zwane’s office?” Mika asked one of the guards, pinning him to the floor. “You, who else?” the security guard said,in a trembling voice. Mika grabbed him by the neck “No more mr nice guy. Tell me what I want to hear. Who was the last person to enter Mr Zwane’s office?”

Even with an arrow in her, she whimpered his name. "Go!" I screamed, turning to face a hoard of witches charging up the stairs. I felt the familiar rush of the kill and my sword became a blur of silver. I hacked through magical shields and bone. Beside me, my elite guards formed a circle, their shields clashing against the witches' spells. The room was filled with the smell of burnt flesh and death. I watched out of the corner of my eye as Ezekiel ran for the heavy oak doors, dodging a bolt of lightning that scorched the floor behind him.