Romans & histoires X Sonic

But you must understand—I wouldn't ask this of you if the alternative weren't worse. From beyond the vault's reinforced entrance, the sound of tactical penetration equipment echoed against centuries-old stone. Not standard security forces—something more advanced. Something with capabilities that made even Carlos Rodriguez visibly tense. Sonia's tactical mind processed the approaching threat. "Military-grade sonic disruptors," she assessed. "Designed to incapacitate neural implants." Her eyes met Alex's with alarm. "They're specifically coming for you." Two minutes, thirty seconds until security breach. Two minutes, fifteen seconds until the Protocol activation window closed. A heartbeat for

Instead, they would hide like venomous snakes in the shadows, waiting for a moment when he let down his guard to strike. Ray had no intention of living with that kind of threat hanging over his head. At this point, he no longer cared about exposing his abilities. He paused briefly, opened a spatial portal beneath his feet, and fired three more sonic stones. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. They streaked toward Lucas and the others in pursuit. A "sonic stone" earned its name because it truly traveled at the speed of sound—about 340 meters per second. And how far away were Lucas and the others? Less than a hundred meters.

"You old bastard! That's for bullying my dad!" He was Nicky Yates, Caleb's five-year-old son, conceived via IVF after more than a dozen attempts. Emery's entire family treasured him like royalty and spoiled him rotten. I grabbed Nicky by the scruff of his neck, hoisted him up, and delivered a sharp smack to his butt. "If your father won't teach you basic manners, I'll gladly do it today!" Nicky wrapped his arms around my thigh and bit down hard. I grunted in pain and instinctively threw him off me.

However, before she could move several explosions rang around her. Frederick put his hands together like a dutifully praying monk and said, "Sonic Bombs". *Boom* *Boom* *Boom* The True Goddess couldn't avoid the strange attack, and this was because there was no sign of it; for these were explosions of sound! There were no physical attacks; just several loud bangs that shook the eardrums of all close by. The True Goddess was instantly disoriented, much to her surprise and dismay. Even though she was not in her true form, she shouldn't be disoriented by a few explosions. This showed that these were not regular attacks, but attacks fueled by a Glow!

The man didn't even have time to scream before he was thrown twenty feet backward, his body slamming into a stack of pallets with a sickening thud. I turned back to Silas. He was on one knee, his face contorted in pain from the sonic pulse. I grabbed his hand, interlacing our fingers, and felt the raw, jagged power of his beast looking for a way out. "Give it to me, Silas!" I shouted over the whine of the machines. "Push it through the link! Now!" Silas opened the floodgates. The power hit me like a physical punch to the gut, but I didn't let it knock me down. I channeled it outward. I raised my free hand, my palm facing the ceiling where the sonic dampeners were mounted.

The frightening soundwave shook Sir Osborn, Paxton, and the other regular Osborn family members into bleeding out of their orifices and falling to the ground. Swenson looked shocked. “Is that Sydartha Society’s Titanium Leo-roar?” Hank Veal’s signature skill? Kayson knew it as well?! Judging by how he had executed it, he was close to completing the practice, and even grandmasters could not possibly overlook the effect of the soundwave. “Hah!” Valdis shouted, dispelling Kayson’s soundwave with wrathful eyes that looked like they could spit fire. “Kid, you’re provoking me!”

he replied. I was about to ask who his cousin was when there were six loud bangs. Girls screamed, and the music was cut off. People looked panicked, and I was wondering why, until I heard him. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU ALL DOING IN MY HOUSE?" That seemed enough to get people attracted to the voice. I had felt something else from hearing it, but I seemingly had the same response as Scott and I followed everyone inside. I couldn't see the commotion from where I was, but I could hear it. Baby, you're home early," I heard the redhead from earlier say.

Finally, they reached the control room. And Daxton was waiting. He stood at the console, perfectly calm, suit pristine, fingers poised over the final trigger. “Ah,” he said smoothly. “Right on time.” Sonia lifted her gun. “Step away from the console.” Daxton didn’t move. “You won’t shoot me. Not when I’m the only one who can disarm her.” He nodded at Echo. Sonia hesitated. Her finger twitched. “I can give you the code,” Daxton said. “But it comes with a cost.”

"Channeling all non-essential power to the northern array! What am I broadcasting?" "THIS!" I yelled, holding Lina close to the comms pickup. Lina, fueled by the terror and the overwhelming energies clashing around her, let out another piercing, world-rejecting wail. The sound was captured, amplified, and fired from the city's defensive speakers as a focused sonic weapon, aimed directly at the shimmering, impossible structure outside the walls. The effect was instantaneous and catastrophic.

For if he hadn’t, he wouldn’t have known about Eva and Marie’s Sonic Clap. Sonic Clap was a sound based martial art that was difficult to study. Among the Undead, only a few with the exception of Eva and Marie had been able to study this skill and only three – two of them being the female assassins trying to kill Aiden – had been able to completely master it. Sonic Clap wasn’t as destructive as other martial arts, but it was very dangerous. Armed with the ability to destroy the eardrums of any who heard it and disorient as well as temporarily destroy the sense of balance of a person, Sonic Clap was not to be underestimated. Its greatest flaw however was that it was only best used as a sneak