Any Arrow の小説・ストーリー

I stretched my arms and lie down on the makeshift bed, pulling my satchel from under the pillow and taking out the slim box. It never fails to amaze me every time I see the arrow float from the box and just zoom around, glinting as it reflected the late afternoon sun that shines light from the barred window of the back room. I snatched the arrow and inspected it closely – the engraving on it are bizarre, not like the ones I usually see at the temples of Eros, but more ancient, as though it was the language Zeus has thought his children. I stowed the arrow back on the box and pushed it inside the depths of my satchel with the rest of the shivering letters, refusing to remind myself of Caelum

She took a deep breath, focusing on controlling the entire fire circle. Aynyra saw an arrow flying towards Rhae, heading straight for her head. She shot out her hand, willing a shield to appear, to deflect the arrow. She pushed the magic out from her body and willed it to work for her. It did, the arrow deflected off an invisible surface. Aynyra fell into a rhythm, catching the arrows in the air and shooting them in the opposite direction.

Its color is gold, and she can be sure it is not low-class; for sure, it was made personally for him. He positioned himself, pulled the arrow backward, and let it go with a snap. Raenery's gaze was drawn to the arrow's quick fling to the other side of Lamagne. Its sounds could be heard all the way across the ice field. When he turned to face her, she noticed how bright his lackluster eyes were.

The student who just rushed in reporting the result of the archery game which she said that their schoolmate won that game. Their schoolmates started cheering out of happiness. That's three gold now. "Let's go home after the closing ceremony." Leon whispered to him. Owen nodded his head while his eyes is still twinkling because of excitement. "Pfft!" He heard Leon trying to control his laughter. "Why?" He pouted. "You look like a 5-years old Owen with that eyes of yours." Leon teased him. Owen blushed in an instant so he averted his eyes and focuses to the crowd that still cheering.

"I have 500 blunt arrows with me! If you can dodge more than 40... I'll treat you with anything you want inside café ginger. If you lose, then you can't quit this training for at least a week!" "I'm fine with that…" Ryan spoke with confidence as jogged towards the targets, "I can't fight, but I am quick as a cheetah! You better not forget the bet!" A few minutes later, Creed stood up. He had turned all 500 arrows into blunt ones. The moment he touched the blunt heads of the arrow, a malicious grin appeared on his face. These training arrows were really costly and efficient. The gluon fluid inside the arrows would automatically replicate the weight of the ejected pointy heads to keep the arro

Everyone would know that Melvin was not worthy of Hope, just as the one who was once Kaiden's Mate was not worthy either. I released the Divine Arrow and saw it go towards that center of corruption, the air, the wind, the darkness, the light, and the night was mixed, but the arrow continues its path and the whole place shakes, like an earthquake that comes out of nowhere at the exact moment when the impact of the Arrow reaches its goal.

Kane’s POV The moment Ava left, I felt it. The bond stretched thin, a faint ache sitting heavy in my chest, the kind that never let me forget she wasn’t here anymore. I forced myself to shove it aside. If I thought about it too long, I’d go mad. On the table in front of me lay three arrows. They were ordinary at first glance, but the black stains that coated the silver tips told a different story. Wolfsbane, burned into the grooves of the metal. Enough to paralyze an Alpha in seconds if it hit deep enough.

He cursed inwardly. “Final shot,” the teacher said, his voice echoing across the field. “Take aim!” Both boys released their arrows at same time. Cavil’s arrow flew straight, but something was wrong. At the last second, it wobbled unnaturally, veering slightly off course before embedding itself just outside the bullseye. A collective gasp went up from the crowd. Ansel’s arrow, meanwhile, struck true, landing cleanly in the bullseye. A triumphant smirk spread across Kaila’s face as the crowd broke into polite applause for Ansel.

How was it possible that both of them decided against showing up. Whilst he was thinking about that, he felt a strange aura homing in on him. Though it was faint, Warren knew he couldn't disregard it, precisely since he was in such a precarious situation. The aura that was coming towards him turned out to be a Reiteki-infused arrow, traveling at an immense speed. Warren could see the trajectory of the arrow, simply from the number of people who fell to the ground. As the arrow was flying towards Warren, it went through a lot of people in the audience and killed them almost instantaneously. Everyone who saw it, was horrified by the sight.