Witch Attacks の小説・ストーリー

“Or we go in quiet. Use wings instead of claws.” “Too much anti-air magic runs through that place,” Viktor said. “We’ve seen it. Hawks don’t like flying over ground that remembers witch fires.” Crispin clicked his tongue, annoyed. I rubbed my temples, thinking

His hind legs were ready for repulsion as he jumped to attack. [KILL ALL THOSE WITCHES!] Vincentius heard the light brown wolf ordering the wolves to attack the seven witches. Vincentius didn't care about the witches. He could postpone this forbidden ritual to another full moon. He also felt he would not win against dozens of wolves, even if he were their Alpha; at least he could escape when there was an opening.

I said after a moment. Victor nodded. “I’ll give you some space.” I didn’t let him leave the room though. I wanted him close. I dialed quickly, and Mom answered on the second ring. “Sweetheart?” Her voice was tight with worry. “Are you okay?” “We’re fine,” I said quickly. “But you need to hear this.” I put her on speaker just as Dad’s voice joined the line. “We’re both here. Go ahead.” I inhaled deeply. “The witches are planning to betray both the vampires and the wolves. They’ve been playing nice with the sunstones and helping reverse the curse but that’s only part of it. They plan to spark a war.”

Victor says. As we wait for our spies to return, we know that the witches and nobody can pick up on them. Unlike werewolves, vampires cannot tell when somebody enters their territory. The only ones who will know that something is up are the old witches, but we have sent our most vital magical wolves to spy, and they can do it without being detected. We know the vampires do not have a magical shield around their territories because their witches cannot do what we can do. The old witches can try to break through our shield, but they cannot put up a shield themselves because they do not have enough power. They can protect their warriors during a war, but they cannot put a shield up as it will t

Beatrice asked. "How did you know?" Danika asked curiously. "The myths are true. They are special, but not white wolves." "What's special about shifting late?" Danika asked. "You can decide to be human forever," Beatrice said. "How?" Danika asked. "They call them Switchers. They are neither wolves nor humans. The switchers lived with the werewolves and were mostly used as a spy to our kingdom, and we won't notice. The only time we are aware is when they shifted and attacked us. At first, we thought it was something magic, but it wasn't - all witches were in hiding, and the white witches' magic is so pure that nothing as dark as imitating the humans would suffice." Reginald paced around. "We

She paired me with the person that his family is the reason that witches are endangered species. Before 130 years wolves and vampires were in war, both of them they used witches to do their biting. Vampires had only four witches that they used dark magic. When these witches died in battle by other witches the vampire abducted a young girl and made her coven to do their biting. The witches that had allied with the Wolves got tired to fight a war that wasn’t theirs and they didn’t want to go against their own.

I had to tell Cole. Cole was our Alpha and he would know exactly what to do with this information. What my brother and the other wolves dont know is that our pack has been under attck by witches using black magic. Dead wolves have been found around the territory with their hearts ripped out and turned to sludge. Weird symbols were carved into their bodies.

The witches. It was only a theory, a gnawing suspicion that had been creeping into my thoughts lately. Strange things had been happening in the pack. Wolves had started acting strangely—aggressive, paranoid, and in some cases, they had gone missing altogether. Damian blaming Elijah for everything, but I wasn’t so sure anymore. The witches were known for their ability to twist reality, to manipulate emotions and cause fractures where there had once been unity. If they were involved, if they were behind this growing chaos, then I needed to figure it out. Fast.

Witch! ***

He kept his eyes closed, relying on his other senses, aiming his magic below, and heard the screams of the witches rising above the groans of metal as the shelving unit they were on collapsed. Leighton entered the ward on the ground and the witches surged towards him finding him a less intimidating prospect for battle than the three winged supernaturals in the sky, however quickly learned their mistakes as the Warlock threw a volley of vials at them that exploded a vile red liquid that disintegrated flesh from bone and bone to rubble.