Novel & Cerita A Warrior's Heart

The final battle was upon us, and there was no turning back. I turned to Alaric one last time, my heart racing in my chest, and nodded. “Let’s do this.” He squeezed my hand once more, then led the way back to the heart of the camp, where the rest of our warriors were waiting. The fire crackled in the center, its light casting long shadows across the ground as the warriors assembled, their faces set with determination, but there was a flicker of something else in their eyes, something I couldn’t quite place.

Like she had said before the trials: she would have followed her to hell. Mimbi had been destined to become a Karaina because of who her mother was. Scarlett, on the other hand, had wanted to fight for what her friend believed in. She realized that now. No matter how skilled she was with her swords, or how fast she was, being a warrior had never been HER ambition. She had just wanted the validation to be close to her friend, but if Mimbi was gone, there was nothing here for her. “She was called Fireheart,” Wenna said.

It took me a while before I gathered up the courage to approach the entrance. Shoulders held high I walked through the open door looking tough but deep down I was shitting bricks. I saw him at the table in the far corner and I gathered myself for the big reveal. I went into the club taking strides right after him and as I approached the entrance, he stood up and made his way to the bathroom. I found him crying and I couldn't help but hold him. He responded to my touch by wanting more which I couldn't give because he was vulnerable. I made sure he was calm before I turned on my heels and ran before my body betrayed me. I made my way to work and immediately I entered I was given word the drago

“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.”

“And that's why I can't be with her.” “Why?” he asked. “She needs someone who can protect her.” I coughed. He pulled back and offered a hand. “You’re a human,” he whispered. “But you don't fight like one.” I hesitated then grabbed his hand. “You lack strength,” he continued. “But you have speed and something the other warriors don't have.” “What?” I asked, staring at the other warriors. “Heart,” he said simply. He stepped back, raising his sword to the other warriors.

Weak, hungry, and extremely thirsty. The sun remained unforgiving, and again, Jade’s hope started to turn into despair. Perhaps she was right from the start. She wouldn’t make it out alive. Jade dropped to her knees, then, she slowly let her tired body fall. As soon as her face hit the sand, she heard the faint sound of clanking metal. Was that the call of Death? The sound grew louder. Soon, it wasn’t just the sound of metal, this time it was accompanied by the brays of some animal and a few frantic whispers. “Is it still breathing?”

I ask, though my mind is reeling from all the new information he’s just given me. “The A****n’s.” He confirms with a nod. “A group of extremely strong, fierce women warriors. For a while, they died out. It was harder for them to exist, without their Queen, who was killed in a battle. But some of them clung on, and eventually, they connected with you. From what I understand, you were fascinated with their leader at the time, leading to a partnership. Her name was Katherine, and she displayed great strength and a yearning for power. She was one of your biggest worshipers, fascinated with magic and the power it could bring. She passed, eventually, and there have been many leaders since then. Th

But he soon got over it and looked at Adharva. "We are at war, no matter what. This way, I can learn from the best," said Adharva had to admit that the warrior is the finest he has ever seen. He watched as the man swished the sword beautifully like he was dancing. --------- The war stopped at night. Adharva is yet to meet Mithraos. But his warrior Eloy , he left a mark. Adharva turned to see the Malvan warrior Head. Shikhar is the head of the warriors and army and Adharva respected and loved him like his own brothers.

Meanwhile, at the center of the group , a harsh battle was about to begin. The representative of the Alpha Calhoun's pack charged undisputed toward the center of the enemy troops. His rank 4 body was unmatched in that environment and he swung his greatsword freely, making a way toward their middle. Aldophus ducked while switching to his primal form, seeing the hooded cultivator getting close but Lane promptly moved in front of him. "I will handle him, don't worry young master." He spoke, fixing his gaze on the incoming warrior. The representative didn't waste time, he swung vertically his big sword toward Lane.

A MAN ALSO CRIES (WARRIOR BOY) A man also cries Brunette girl I also want colour Soft words Needs affection Needs tenderness needs a hug His own candour Warriors are people So strong, so fragile Warriors are boys Deep inside They need a break. They need a backwater. They need sleep. That would make them redone It's sad to see my man. Boy warrior With the bar of its time Over his shoulders I see he screams. I see he bleeds The pain that comes in the chest For love and love ...