Guerrier の小説・ストーリー

“Unbound Mongoose!” “Unbound Mongoose!” “Unbound Mongoose!” The names of the 8 warriors that took the centre stage resounded in every part of the village. It didn’t matter if it was those in the Central Demarcation Line who had no fighting capabilities, or those on the battlefield itself. Everyone heard the mighty shouts of the warriors. Arthur’s title, Durandal, was proclaimed the loudest. After all, everyone had seen how he fought since the very beginning, even before the Pseudo Legendary Class Magical Beast appeared. And many of them were in awe of their future chief.

No hundreds of times the sound echoed as hundreds of blades were being driven into the members of The Black Guard. "Traitors!!" Roared a Werewolf as he transformed "Kill the regular army!". He was a good friend of Christopher's. A man he had got to know very well. His name was Berry, despite the war and the atrocities that have befallen his people for centuries, he was always friendly and had a smile on his face, he was also Taylor's Grand Father. "RAAAH!" A loud battle cry echoed throughout the basin. As caught off guard as The Black Guard was, In less than a minute they had a grasp of what was happening and began their counter attack.

The shoe of the spear is made with silver and an embedded symbol of Fleur de Lis. I asked Vol to make two spears and two knives for me and Rendall. Quinn already asked Vol to enhance her arrows and change the string of her bow. “These are awesome!” Rendall exclaimed as he scans the bowie knife that also have the Fleur de Lis symbol. “I am glad you liked my work.” Vol bowed and we also bowed to show respect and gratitude for his hard work. “We have to go Vol, till next time.” I carried the spear and knife while Rendall carried Quinn’s bow and arrows.

I watch him pass me and note the lettering on the back of his cut. Nightmare Warriors.

Forty minutes later, Malachi’s Navigator stopped in the driveway and he walked into the kitchen toward the table where we all sat. He slapped me on the back and sat down. Kiran poured him a drink and put the bottle down in front of him next to the glass. “This is the team. This is Joshua or Romeo, Nick or Cinderella, Nataly or Rambo, Nicole the newbie, Charlie or Blue. Those are their code names. Kade Kominiski works from Detroit and I have no idea why is with them. Out of all of them, Charlie’s the king with a sniper rifle. Nick is very good at being where you don’t expect him to be. Nataly can fight and with a knife in her hands, she’s lethal. Joshua is big and strong but you can walk righ

God, this was too easy. I had the dagger in my hand waiting for the right moment to press it into his skin when suddenly his hand gripped my wrist where the dagger was, disarming me and throwing me off his lap onto the floor. Shit. "You didn't think I would recognize Alessandro's new bitch?" He chuckled with my dagger still in his hand. "I knew who you were the second I saw you, Cassandra Knight" I needed Alessandro to come in now to save me I was completely fucked.

Behind him, ten warriors stand like statues, their uniforms neat, their expressions unreadable. Beside him, Alpha Dorian Vex emerges, adjusting the cuffs of his black leather coat. Unlike Elias, Dorian carries an aura of cool confidence rather than brute force. His high cheekbones and sharp, calculating eyes make him appear almost regal. His jet black hair is slicked back, a single silver streak cutting through one side. He wears a fitted black combat suit with a silver wolf emblem stitched over his heart. His ten warriors follow him closely, their matching dark attire giving them a ghostly presence.

he snapped he's fingers in a playful tone, "Me? ohh I.... I mean..how are you? sorry, good morning brother Guerrier" she stammered, hoping no one noticed how lost in thoughts she was but then suddenly the horror of how Cadeau would react if she was to find out he's the guy she had slept with at the masquerade ball crippled her heart, "hey remember it's 'Guerrier' and not brother Guerrier, okay?" he placed he's cap on her head and said " my name means warrior in French and I prefer it stands alone, unlike brother Guerrier, that sounds off, "

The beginning of a new year is still in a rainy season and it’s hard to predict the weather. I smile and introduce myself in a proper way, “well, I am Issa. Nice to meet you. Yeah I thought rain hasn’t stop somewhere there, over my way I saw people wearing raincoats yet it’s already stopped here” nice catch. It’s a good chit-chat about the weather. “What’s your name? I asked again “Oh, just call me Vincent. I am from Economics” he smiled while introducing himself. I saw what he ordered on the table: a coffee and french fries. Well, I really don’t know what to say again this time.

The intense urge to catch her was strong but he couldn't do that at the sacrifice of his men. "YOU MOTHERF*CKERS! GREET YOUR FATHER," Hunter snarled, charging at them. Both of his claws extended out as he slashed one of the men. Instead of tossing his body away, he ripped his insides out as blood spurts on his face but he was smiling. The looks on the faces of his enemies were magnificent. They looked terrified. Hunter's men shifted into their wolf form as they lunged at the enemies. Including Hunter, there were only four of them while the enemies were nine in number.