Dendam の小説・ストーリー

Wendell saw a young man—Damian—standing calmly in front of the door with one hand behind his back. However, the situation inside the room had changed drastically. Despite being in a closed environment, a strange gust of chilly wind stirred up. The lights began to flicker eerily, sending shivers down the spine. "You're using your own body as an array? That's… the destructive array! Just who are you?" Wendell cried out in terror. Damian didn't respond. Instead, he suddenly raised his hand to press it against Wendell's forehead. Frightened, Wendell wanted to move away, but the destructive array was holding him in place, sealing his ability to move.

I stood by James mind-linking him to lean his forehead against mine which he did as the glitter spread towards Zander who had managed to repel him but no more. Vihara was in a trance as her body visibly weakened but also Zander’s because now they are Joanna and Damien stood with their arms outstretched towards him and muttered as their eyes rolled, that wasn’t exactly a pretty sight knowing we were running out of energy but his skin starting to red and fall off, there was a sigh and crash and horrible squeak like thousands of rabid cats. Joanna and Damien were on the verge of exhaustion but Vihara was and the end letting out a sigh as a thick black cloud left Zander’s body, leaving only ashe

“I know.” The answer comes too fast. Too quiet. My irritation falters slightly. Thunder rattles the cabin again, shaking the windows hard enough to make the fire flicker orange across the walls. For a second neither of us speaks. Then Damon reaches for the small container beside him, unscrewing the lid. A sharp herbal scent fills the air. “That smells terrifying.” “It’ll help with swelling.” “Or dissolve my skin.” “You’re dramatic.” “You have a collapsing forest cabin.” “It builds character.”

she called out confidently, “you can handle him. You’ve got everything it takes.” I shook my head again, heart pounding. “Ava, he’s—” “Big?” Liam cut in. “Yes. Fast too.” That didn’t help. Liam stepped closer to the edge of the field, his voice turning serious. “His name is Drex. He’s one of our best. Fast reflexes, strong defense. Doesn’t underestimate opponents.” I swallowed hard. Emma muttered under her breath, “king Raiden is insane.” Drex stopped a few feet in front of me, rolling his neck once, eyes sharp but not cruel. He dipped his head slightly in acknowledgment.

And amidst the darkness, a flicker of hope emerged, lighting their way towards a future shaped by redemption and second chances ... The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a soft glow over Dharmagiri. Inside her chamber, Venya tossed and turned, unable to find solace in sleep. Her mind raced with worry, her father's stern words echoing in her ears. Veer's acceptance of her relationship with Nand seemed like an impossible dream.

“I don’t understand” Hector squats in front of Loyalty and takes the ring from her hand. “Amory, it means because a love like ours is just as rare. Titanium is a virtually indestructible metal once it’s set, while blue diamonds are the rarest diamonds to find, and so are pink sapphires”, he explains to her. “Oh”, she says quietly as she takes the ring back from him and begins crying in Nina’s arms again.

Rain was pouring heavily, leaving some loose strands of hair dangling around her drenched face. Her black converse bonnet is soaking wet and it felt so frore on her head. Calming herself, she listened to the voice in her head, having no other options for help. The creature before her kept grunting as if speaking in a language she doesn't understand. "Now Luna, orcs are VERY dumb. All you need to do is repeat after me, and by my signal you should sprint to the direction I told you—to that dark alleyway."

Kristina is hesitant but she answered yes already since there will be no heights anymore. ________

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The dial tone sounded only twice before a deep, gruff voice echoed through the phone, “George Stannis. Security and Protection.” “Uh, h-hi. I-I was given your card by m-my boss,” she gulped, voice barely slipping out in a whisper. “And his name is?” “O-oh, sorry. Simon. S-Simon de Angelo.” George let out an irritated sigh. “So, you work at SubTerra and you’re calling me? Shit’s gone bad for you, huh?” Zoe’s cheeks flushed, “You could say that.” “Well, what can I do for you?”