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Ashina Helu aimed the sword upright so that Ah Wei and Ah Tui saw half his face covered by the sword. The shad was one crazy barbarian, Ah Tui got goosebumps all over his back. He stood behind Ah Wei and could not do anything else to help his fellow friend. At the same time, Ah Wei cried and could not say a word. “A barbaric like me not only has a thirst for women. Sometimes I do have a thirst for blood.” In a split second, Ashina Helu moved the sword so fast. He swung the sword so easily and cut Ah Wei’s wrist without warning.

I have never hated the color red as much as I do now. "What are you waiting for? Do it." He whispered, looking straight into my eyes. How can someone be so cruel? Dawn, you know what to do, right? I took a deep breath and slowly raised the glass to my wrist. I can do this, just like Zach told me. Alexander smiled and motioned for me to continue. I do. With one swift motion, I slid the glass against his throat instead of my arm and shoved him away. He stumbled back to the ground while holding his hands to his bleeding neck in shock.

It was a majestic weapon. Eryndor’s eyes widened. “NightSword.”

Meanwhile ,whispered in hushed tones, debating about the legitimacy of the win. “It’s Maddox who has won! He defeated Asher in fair combat!” “No, it wasn’t fair, he used a weapon! And since when are those allowed?!” “Since the deities granted him the weapon! Didn't you see all the rules that Asher himself broke? Kai had the favor of our deities!” “Exactly! Asher was the one who broke the rules first! He used forbidden blood magic and a silver dagger, Kai had every right to strike him down!”

Boom. The sword unexpectedly slipped off Alora's hand as a sudden force shoved her onto the ground, causing her to fall hard with a loud cry. Without sparing any further second, Asher reached for the sword on the ground, and as he drew level with her, he pierced it deep into her chest. Her blood came spilling out as fast as her screams.

She stood. Faced the open sky. And said: “Then let them see what it means to kneel.” The music of war had ended. The silence of power had begun. And over it all, one name remained. Amara Varela. Queen of Ash. Queen of Blood. Queen of Ruin.

He had been only about a hundred years of age that year when the war had begun, the kingdom of Erstonia was at war with the kingdom of Astaroth and his parents, Lord Dixon Axeris d’Croix and his mother, Lady Annora Axeris d’Croix had led the army into the Torrine valley where the battle was being fought. Days later when news had reached Astaroth that they had been victorious, it had not been that much of a news since Astaroth was known for winning all of its battles. The kingdom had been in celebration and anxiously waited for the return of their Lord and Lady Axeris d’Croix and the rest of the soldiers, but only the soldiers had returned without the king and queen.

We crossed a courtyard dusted with fresh snow, the ground packed down by the heavy boots of warriors drilling in formation. And there— Near the center— I saw him. Alexandro. He was dressed in simple black armor, moving through the ranks of soldiers like a dark storm. He barked orders, demonstrating techniques with swift, brutal efficiency. I watched, transfixed, as he sparred with three wolves at once, his movements a blur of deadly grace. He moved like a creature of pure instinct, every step calculated, every strike purposeful. His soldiers fought hard to match him, but none could best him.

The brave men did not kill dragons. The brave men rode them. Game of Thrones Rurik stared at the floor number digits, which kept changing in the elevator as he and Damien's team rode it to the top floor, when suddenly his head seemed to clear of the fog that had separated him from Charlotte.

No. "What? No." I said holding my gown tightly. I won't allow him to have his way with me like this. He can't take my virginity away from me. I won't allow it. "Are you saying no to me?" "No," I repeated. Before I know what was happening, he drew me closer and ripped the upper part of the wedding gown. It revealed my red lingerie. Next, he ripped the lower part to shreds. I struggled with him, for him to stop the assault. But he wouldn't just stop. He ripped everything into shreds, leaving me with the lingerie alone. I felt naked in front of him.