As they fell through the cool night air, Irina felt a sudden tug, a faint strain on her body. Her amber eyes darted down, and she saw it—a thin, shimmering [Thread] of mana stretching from Astron's hand to the wall of the neighboring building. It pulsed faintly with his energy, taut and controlled, as it drew them toward their target. The tension in the thread snapped suddenly as Astron shifted his grip, swinging them upward with surprising force.
Fantasy · Darkness_Enjoyer
Neo must understand time.
Astron swung from one wall to another, his movements fluid and precise. He landed lightly on narrow ledges, using the [Grapple Link] to maintain his balance while executing complex turns and flips. The combination of conjuring the thread and maintaining his balance while swinging was a challenging task, but Astron made it look effortless.
Fantasy · Darkness_Enjoyer
He stopped his break and continued to do his remaining sets before closing for the day. He trekked back home, which was about two streets away, and tiredly hopped into the shower, letting the cold water pass over him as he brooded for a while.
Eastern · Kotario
what a tasty steak
'W-what… what in the world is this?!'
Fantasy · Magecrafter
"My name is Ralyks, and while this wasn't my initial plan… I'm going to have to kill you here."
Fantasy · Magecrafter
🤣🤣🤣
"Alright. Drakie will wait, but you will owe Drakie pancakes." Drakie said.
Action · Alphachoas
'This fucker... What the hell is wrong with him!?'
Fantasy · Renovator
Gray eyes??
Irina stepped out of the building, the sunlight reflecting off her fiery hair as she scanned the courtyard. The soft hum of her smartwatch was the only sound accompanying her purposeful strides. The message she had just sent— "Wait for me." —was short and direct, but it conveyed all she needed Astron to know.
Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest
Fantasy · Darkness_Enjoyer