Knuckles X Rouge の小説・ストーリー

believe your gang would help you against my boss' war effort" Renegade shouted "you mean my step-sister Corona" I said, unsheathing my X-Blade. Renegade was shocked "wait, Corona is your step-sister?" Renegade repeated "yes and she's green as envy knowing that Inkcanius can create anything while she can't" said Hantavirus. "How DARE you!!" Renegade shouted as he was about to strike me with his fists. A katana struck him and Renegade jumps back, I turned to see Mia and Rose "Mia, Rose" I said with shock, "Inkcanius thank the sisterhood you're okay. Your sisters from the Amended Sisterhood branch were worried sick about you" said Mia "forgive me I wasn't myself" I said admittedly "its okay In

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Sean’s agility and combat skills turned him into a whirlwind of fists and feet, every rogue who dared approach him quickly regretting their decision. Cruz wielded his knife with deadly efficiency, his movements a blend of raw power and controlled aggression. He parried and struck with an intensity that left his opponents reeling. Romeo, wielding his makeshift club, defended Avery with a ferocity that spoke of his deep loyalty to his friends. His strikes were unyielding, each one designed to keep the rogues at bay and protect Avery at all costs.

She warned as she leaped over a rogue heading her way, gripping her canines around its neck in her leap. Roman ducked as another rogue attempted to jump for his neck, before fixating his jaw around its abdomen and ripping out a deadly chunk. “You wouldn’t dare.” He challenged his wife. Kane, Mace and Axel led their group directly into the centre of the madness, ruthlessly leaving a trail of heads in their wake. They had one goal, anything else was collateral damage. One particularly boisterous rogue threw its body weight against Kane, causing the pair to roll against the ground tangled in attempts to gain an advantageous bite against the other.

No one offered me a seat. “You’ve heard about the rogue attacks,” Kellan said. Not a question. I swallowed. “Some. Rumors.” “Five enforcers dead in fourteen days. The rogue’s name is Bastian Crowne. He moves alone, hits our border patrols, and disappears before we can organize a pursuit.” Kellan’s voice was a blade wrapped in silk, precise and calm and utterly without warmth. “Our trackers can’t find his den. He’s gathering other outcasts, and if we don’t stop him, we’re looking at a coordinated assault before the first snow.”

But the power rolling off him made my wolf whimper and bow inside me. Alpha power. Not just any Alpha. Something stronger. "Sit," he said. I sat. He leaned forward into the light, and my breath caught. Victor Thorne. I'd never seen him in person before, but every wolf knew his face. The Rogue Alpha. The most dangerous wolf in the city. The man who controlled everything the Packs couldn't the underground, the black markets, the spaces between laws. Kael had nightmares about this man. And now I was sitting across from him.

Unfortunately for her, I’m not the usual creature. I am an Alpha, and a damn good one at that. Jasper waits beside me, hands in his pockets, waiting for my call. “You want me to go in first?” He asks. “Get the feel of her?” “No. This is my shit to deal with.” “Alrighty then. I'll be here if you need me.” “Hmm.” I take in a deep breath before I step forward and knock once. The knock is sharp, firm and less than a moment later, the door creaks open.

He said. 'Yes, I know it's Axel." I replied in frustration. "Where is he!" I thundered. The rogue was about to talk when I noticed a quick movement to my left. I turned quickly to see the fat rogue rise to his knees and quickly dispatched two knives swiftly in our direction. I quickly ducked with relative ease, bending flexibly back to let the missile pass. I reacted quickly, and with my extended claws, I sliced the man's neck, and he dropped dead for real this time.

I must have injured the unnecessarily large pride that alphas like him have. Alpha Roman closes the distance between us once more and throws a left hook. I dodge it, only to see his leg flying towards my face. He had faked the punch in order to get close enough to kick me. I catch his leg, my hand absorbing the force rather than the place that he was aiming for, my face. Pushing his leg away, I step in and throw a solid right hook. It connects with his jaw and sends the alpha stumbling backwards.

Rogue connected with the ground producing a boisterous thud sound which made Lucifer and Anemo wince, being sure that Rogue had broken several ribs on impact. The adrenaline was pumping within Vinshi who grinned, a predatory grin and landed just besides the crater where Rogue was buried in. “Don’t tell me you are done, that was barely a warm up. Unleash the power of the staff, use the connection you have with the staff to fight me!” He said as he took slow steps approaching Rogue with his staff held tightly in his left hand. “I’m not yet d-done” Rogue uttered, gritting his teeth as pain flooded into his body. He picked himself up slowly nursing his left ribcage.