Wilson took it one step further, removed his glove, and placed his hand into the mist.“I’m not feeling any pain,” he said. “If I focus, I can feel a slight tingling sensation, but that’s it. The eyes are much more sensitive to chemicals than the rest of the body, which is probably why it hurt Flint. If we keep our heads above the mist, which shouldn’t be difficult since it’s only a couple of feet deep, then we should be okay. But the tingling sensation does make me a bit nervous, so let’s try not to spend too much time in here. Every once in a while, rotate into the circle so you’re not exposed to the mist for too long especially if it starts to irritate you. We’ll all take turns.”“Easy for you to say—you get to stay in the clearing the whole time,” said Ghost.“I would take turns if I could. I’m sorry,” said Wilson.They carefully ventured out into the mist. Wilson charged up the lightning sword again to make the circle as large as possible. As they moved, their attention turned to
The tail whipped through the air, aiming right for Wilson’s face. He whirled around, swung his sword, and sliced the end of the tail clean off. The severed section thrashed and twisted grotesquely when it hit the ground, and he kicked it away in disgust. It flew into the mist and vanished, but they could still hear the thump, thump, thump as it continued to flail around.A bone-chilling screech made everyone’s hair stand on end. It grew louder and louder, and the trees and brush near where the tail stump had landed began to shake and move, sending more ripples through the mist. Suddenly, Tepianicoatl shot out from the trees toward them. There was cold fury in its black eyes; its mouth was open and fangs bared. Its torso-sized head struck one marine, biting him on the shoulder, and he began convulsing violently and foaming from the mouth even before the snake let go of him.Bullets and laser blasts were flying everywhere. Most missed the snake, but some hit their target, leaving wounds
He reached in with his sword and pressed on a stone floor tile; spears shot out of the walls of the entranceway. He pressed on another stone tile, and a shower of micoaz atl sprayed from the ceiling. Some got on his glove, which he quickly removed. His sword, however, vaporized any micoaz atl that hit it. He passed the sword to his still-gloved left hand and began pressing tiles again. He discovered through the process of elimination which tiles were safe to step on and which ones weren’t. They still entered the room very slowly and cautiously on the off chance he had missed one.Once inside, Kora knew exactly where to look. She moved some old treasure out of the way, and there it was, lying on the stone shelf behind the treasure—her sword. Even covered in dust, she couldn’t believe how beautiful it was. She reached for it. As soon as she touched it, a wave of energy flowed through her. Frost made its way up her fingers, and a slight breeze blew through her hair. She clenched the hand
The arrogant grin had turned into a scowl. Isaac was now visibly angry. He got to his feet and turned around just in time for Wilson’s fist to make contact with his eye. It blinded him momentarily, and Wilson kept up the attack, hitting his jaw, his cheek, and his chin, throwing his head back sharply. As he struggled to gain mastery of the situation again, Wilson grabbed his shoulder and pulled him in while bringing his knee up hard into Isaac ’s ribs. There was another loud snap, and Isaac fell to one knee, nursing a broken rib. Wilson lifted his leg and brought his foot hard across Isaac ’s face, knocking him to the ground again.Isaac spit out some blood onto the stone. His anger was taking over, his normally smooth control slipping. The game is over, he thought. It’s time to end this.He got to his feet and turned toward Wilson as he threw another punch. This time Isaac was ready. He caught Wilson’s wrist in his hand and squeezed. With his other hand, he struck Wilson in the f
She tried again, this time focusing on the objective. A burst of icy wind shot out of the sword. It created some icicles at the edge of the platform but nothing near what she needed. She practiced for a bit while Wilson tried to regain his strength. She was getting better and better at it until she finally created a thin layer of ice all the way to the beach. It only lasted a few seconds, but seeing this gave her a boost of confidence. She kept practicing, and it wasn’t long before she was able to create one thick enough for them to cross.She smiled and turned to Wilson.“You ready?”“As ready as I’m going to be, but I’ll need your help,” he said.She helped him to his feet. He was still so weak that she needed to support most of his weight. They began walking out onto the ice. It was much more difficult to keep from slipping with Wilson leaning on her. When they were about a third of the way across, they started to hear the cracking sound. They looked behind them to see the bridge b
“Sorry, sir, there is one more thing—Agent Hansen. He wasn’t with the others at the temple,” said Dutch.“Oh, I guess you were too busy to hear. The National Guard caught him and four other mercenaries just outside of Phoenix after the Thunderbird attack. They’re all in custody now.”“Good,” said Dutch. “Thank you, sir.”He turned and headed out the exit.Hunt walked back to observe the team dissecting Isaac . The body was still lying on the table, appearing mostly untouched with only a few minor incisions.“Why haven’t you begun yet?” asked Hunt.“We have, we’re just switching instruments,” said Dr. Bryant. “His skin is really thick, and getting the scalpels through it is proving to be quite difficult. Not to mention the micoaz atl in his blood is dissolving our metal instruments.”He pointed to what was left of a scalpel he had thrown in a glass container. The blood was still dissolving it.“We’re switching to laser instruments.”Once they made the switch, Dr. Bryant cut out a secti
As I skillfully maneuver through the forest, silence surrounds me.As I move closer to the source, I can taste the faint scent of smoke on my tongue.My hand is put on the knife on my thigh.There is a strong rotting smell that almost makes me vomit as I get closer.As I steel myself, I begin to breathe through my mouth.That smell is not pleasant.It's filthy and has a gloomy odor.While a faint sensation of nerves touches my feet, my heart beats slowly;urging me to flee.Once I locate the smell's source, I nearly vomit.The young woman's body is lying on the ground.A cut on her head is causing her blonde waves to turn crimson.To mask the stench, a small fire that is currently dying has been started.She has lifeless skin that is almost transparent, indicating that something is missing.The evidence and the way out are the bite marks on her neck.She lost all of her blood to something.She has broken her nails and is covered in blood and mud, indicating that she could not continue the fight.Her
I withdraw from the gathering and remain hidden.Where is this wild animal?I'm looking for a man who is more than just incredibly handsome.Ferals can transform into the things their victims are drawn to.The majority of lycans are drawn to beauty.That thought nearly makes me cry out loud.I'm thinking broadly once more.I received better education.Kate, who is the beta's daughter, is unhappy about being paired with the alpha's son for the season.Since I arrived, I've heard rumors that Kate loves stories and is always with her friends.Which friends do she have?As I search for a smaller crowd than the one currently encircling the alpha's son, I scan the crowd.She would without a doubt be as far away from him as possible.I can make out a specific group of girls who would love to succeed Kate.Maybe...I dismiss that idea.I cannot participate in their duties or rituals.I nearly lost my head the last time.What draws Kate to you?She does not appear to place a high value on beauty or status in