Romans & histoires Peerless Warrior

“Your highness I apologize for my bluntness I would say her story is similar to yours.” The Prince sharply takes a breath and held the flute of wine tightly that a small crack was formed in the process. Tobias saw it and gulped down , he had to careful of his words from now on. He knew his master. Yes he wasn’t entirely what people say he is but indeed he could be a beast if he wants. He has seen him fight. He can slay an army of hundred soldiers and won’t blink an eye in doing it. He would come out alive and unscratched. He has earned himself the name; The God of War.

All the men were huge, well built killing machines, while even the women were muscular and looked like they could hold their own. Despite her dislike of one particular Eastern warrior, Elaina had to admit that she was impressed. "Powerhouses." Jumping Elaina looked to Christopher who had snuck up beside her while she was immersed in watching the warriors. "Well, for the most part." Elaina responded begrudgingly. Christopher chuckled at her words. "Don't let one in particular ruin your view of the rest." Bristling Elaina crossed her arms over her chest. "I'm not that petty."

This warrior has now been possessed. “Indie.” Iris cursed under her breath. “A warrior whom you say fights like a child.” She drew her words as she spoke through the warrior. “Is only a match for me?” she chuckled. “You belittle me Iris, and you will pay dearly for your insult!” The warrior charged at her, but due to the fact that his bother had been possessed by Indie, he moved nearly three times as fast and approached Iris in a blur, giving her no time to come up with a counter attack nor a defence. The sword went into her thigh and Iris let out a painful yell, she grabbed the blade with her hand to stop the warrior from trying to sink it deeper into her body.

In a small room filled with piles of documents, a calm and solemn atmosphere prevailed. Sunlight illuminated every corner of the room. There were only a few people there: me, Wayne, Adam, and Zora. Each stood in meaningful silence. Wayne, a young man with proven courage, stood tall in the center of the room. He wore simple but neat clothes, his face showing determination. He dropped to one knee before me. "We are gathered here to witness the induction of a new warrior. Wayne Morris, who has shown courage, honor, and loyalty, will receive the title of warrior."

"After that, he kicked me out of his house wearing nothing but my own skin. He told me if I ever came near his territory again, he would kill me." "But you're a Blessed Warrior. Not a rogue." I referred to her families lineage. The Goddess's blessed warriors. Her army of wolves. Known for their combat abilities. Their skill on the battle field. They were known as the perfect wolves. "What kind of stupid moron wouldn't want a Blessed Warrior to rule a pack?"

*Jaedon’s POV* “You’re saying war?” My best friend and Beta, Peter Normandy raised his eyebrows at me. Peter and I had met when we were children. Our pack, Snow Creek, had taken over his own pack Everforest. Now, the remaining joined us and pledged their loyalty. It hasn’t been a terrible thing for them though. We didn’t have to kill anyone. Their Alpha had been sick and the sickness was spreading. He asked us to take over the healthy of their pack so it wouldn’t have to die off. Our Alpha at the time obliged.

I replied. "The battlefield is survival for the fittest, if they can't fight my strong men and survive, they should not be called soldiers," he boasted. I shook my head at his bad ideology, it wasn't nice and it wasn't the best. "You will see Kai, you will see how much I will make the pack grow," I told him as he laughed. "You will first need to pass me first," he says, rushing to attack me. I broke my spear into two, skillfully using the two to dodge his every move.

“Because from this day forward, they’ll see you as what you are.” “What’s that?” “My Luna. Their Luna.” I hesitated, then smiled against his shirt. “Then you better start preparing them. Because I’m not exactly the soft, smiling kind of leader.” He pulled back just enough to tilt my chin up. “Good. Because I didn’t fall in love with soft and smiling. I fell in love with a warrior.” “A blind warrior.” “A warrior who sees more than anyone else.” I bit my lip. “You’re going to make me cry.”

It took me by surprise as I hadn't expected such a reaction from them. Hunter then took center stage and began his announcement. "My fellow warriors," he started, "we have been through a difficult time. We have faced challenges that have tested our strength and resilience. But despite all that, we have emerged victorious. And today, I want to recognize our Luna for her unwavering support and leadership during these difficult times."

I called out, “before our banquet officially begins, I’d like to present something special. A glimpse of the future under my chairmanship.” I nodded to a guard by the main doors, who blew three short blasts on a silver horn. The massive oak doors swung open, revealing rows of uniformed wolves standing at attention. “Behold,” I announced proudly, “the elite Sapphire Sky warrior formation. The finest fighters in ten territories, trained personally under my supervision.” At my signal, the warriors marched forward in perfect formation, their armor gleaming under the lights. Each carried ceremonial weapons—silver spears and moonstone daggers—that sparkled dangerously.