Logan put together his thumb and index finger and made a cutting gesture. Part of River Lidra broke out of the rest of the water and turned into an arch blade before slicing down at the two gigantic palm constructs.The palms were split in half. Mystique power from inside escaped into the air, and t
"You're not here to kill me. I'm here to kill you."Deus leaped, landed on a rising tide, and curled his fingers. At first, he looked like he was strumming an invisible guitar. But his movement grew frantic in seconds as if he was shredding the guitar now, and suddenly a stormy squall pooled around
Deus threw his head backward and chortled. His laugh rumbled through the frozen river, causing glaciers to creak along its rhythm. "Morana's Whisper was birthed from the extreme chill the Earth itself had experienced over eons ago! How did it feel against your Ascalon, hmm?"Deus did not let his gle
Surprised as he was, Deus picked up the fight, where it left immediately. His hands appeared to be weaving with one another in a flurry as he tried to freeze both Logan and his leviathan again.Logan watched Morana's Whisper covering the air above him, eyes glinting. "The only reason you could do th
"Oh, really?" Logan said calmly as he gracefully leaped into the water from the back of the leviathan. His hand opened, transforming the beast into a massive falchion. His composure returned to its initial state when he first arrived at the scene on a boat, as he raised the sword skyward. Everything
All eyes turned to Logan as he leaped onto the shore. The admiration and adulation in their gazes spoke louder than any applause. No one clapped, for they were lost in contemplation, unwilling to be the one to shatter this incredible dream. They lowered their heads as Logan passed, showing respect t
"From now on, no one in the family should ever lay their hands in the Pascals' pie! Have I made myself clear!?" shouted Jared.The man was promptly on his back foot. "Y-Yes, sir. Clear as day, sir." "Why do the Pascals get to have the luck of knowing someone like Logan Pearce? As long as that man's
Logan flashed her a perfunctory smile. Really? ‘Cirilla Fiona Riannon?’She was one 'Elen' short of the Cirilla everyone knew! And what was with the overt friendliness? Pulling her arms around Etiennette's arm and leaning so close to her—had she not been a girl, Logan would have knocked her teeth ou