Breaking The Chains Wow の小説・ストーリー

Tatawa na sana ako ng makita ko ang matayog na building ng mga Hawkson. Biglang nag-iba ang paligid para sa akin. Tumatambol ang puso ko sa magkahalong excitement at kabang nararamdaman ko sa loob. Tuluyang nawalan ako ng hininga habang nakatingin sa estatwa ng gintong agila sa harap ng building nila. It spreads its golden wings while looking down like mocking the weak and acting like the predator that it is.

But these are worse—they're draining her life force, her very essence. "Amos?" Her voice is weak, barely a whisper. "You came for me." "Always," I say, rushing to her side. I grab the shadow chains and pull, trying to break them. They burn my hands, but I don't care. "I'm getting you out of here." "You can't," Mira says sadly. "These chains are bound to my soul. Breaking them will destroy me." "Then I'll find another way." I study the chains more carefully. They're made of concentrated death magic, but there's a pattern to them—a lock mechanism.

My hand lifts— steady. Controlled. Reaching for the chains. “No emotion,” the figure warns. “I know.” “Because if you break now—” “I won’t.” I wrap my fingers around the first chain. Cold. Sharp. Alive. It pulses— testing— searching for a reaction. I give it nothing. Just control. Just precision. Just intent. “Now,” the figure says. I tighten my grip— ready to break it— ready to end this— and then— the entire structure shifts.

"What—what happened?" "The Primal Court came. They attacked. They—" Her voice broke. "They did something to you. Bound you to them. It's called a Soulchain. We have three months to break it or you become theirs. Forever." Thorne stared at the ceiling. Processing. She watched his face shift through emotions. Confusion. Anger. Fear. Acceptance. It's all happening in seconds. "Can it be broken?" he asked finally. "Yes. But it requires me going to their realm. Fighting them. Breaking the chain at its source. It's—" She stopped. "It's a suicide mission essentially."

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*

However, just as he was about to take the second step after shifting thousands of miles, there was a sound of breaking through the air. "Why..." Before he realized what was going on, black chains suddenly shot out from the void. Each of these chains was as thick as an adult's finger, but they gave people an indestructible feeling. Crack! In an instant, the chain pierced through the golden light as if it had broken through glass and tightly grabbed the Elder's wrists, legs, and waist. The last chain appeared behind him and firmly wrapped around his neck. In the next moment, the chains flickered. Peng!

the chains suffocating her vanished and she coughed heavily, clutching her hurting neck, her eyes still on the sceptre in her enemy’s hands. “You’re worried about this? Remember, it’s no longer yours,” Lavana broke the vibrating sceptre in two. Even after doing this, she felt a force that was about to join the broken ends together. She looked at the woman and a smirk formed on her lips. Nodding sagely, she said, “I see. But you aren’t smart enough,” she launched an ice chain that bound the witch queen’s neck, tightening her grip and pulling the woman over to her.

Black fire bursts from my ribs in gouts, each one dragging part of me with it. “Elara!” I choke the name out like a curse, like a prayer. She’s down there. On the steps. Watching me break. I can’t let her see that. Not yet. I tear the chains tighter, shadows screaming in my grip. The hand thrashes, tearing the Broken City apart like paper. Towers fall into the void. The sky splits wider, vomiting silver light. I roar, hurl myself higher—straight for the breach, straight for the thing clawing its way through.

“Because every instinct I have is telling me that breaking it won’t just end one spell. It’ll tear through everything bound to it.” I twisted my wrist, gripping the chain tighter, already pulling, already feeling the tension strain. “If I break this chain, I’m sure stopping my mother from being resurrected isn’t only what I would destroy, right?” I asked, attempting to break it but Killian stopped me. He shoved me hard enough that I lost my footing and hit the ground, breath knocked clean out of me. The necklace tore free from my hand, skidding across the stone until Thorne caught it mid slide.