Against The Odds Novels & Stories

It disintegrated under me, collapsing into a heap of ash that blew away on the wind. Another shape blurred into my peripheral. Donna's voice cut through the clash, "Left!", and I ducked without thinking. A silver-edged spear whistled past my head, driving through a corpse's gut before Kael yanked it free. "Hold the center!" I barked, shoving forward. The enemy's advance was steady, their steps perfectly in sync. They didn't tire, didn't break ranks. It was like fighting the tide, you could cut it down, but it would just keep coming.

And she knows so well he thought she was taking some petty revenge when she showed the door. What can she say that she too learned to understand what people are thinking or at least what he is thinking after living with him for all those months. This is going to be a long journey. *Note* This is a Sequel to "Against The All Odds"... Must read the previous one before reading this as it contains important content related to this story...

The odds against Eva began to stack up quickly, especially compared to the current underdog favorite. In fact, the numbers revealed almost everyone’s impression of her, and though the odds against her started at 10 to 1, it eventually settled to 42 to 1. Almost everyone believed that a human would never be able to fight against a Drogar, especially one of Rezhathii’s quality. “Such a frail looking creature,” said someone in the stands. “How could it possible beat any Drogar?” Other Drogar near him murmured in agreement, and similar sentiments seemed to resonate all around. Well, except in a few spots.

I was terrified and want my Amanda to be here to save me but all I was seeing these guys who are nothing more than the devil. One guy starts unhooking his pants and lower it and with the hard slap on my face he started ripping my clothes and all I could do is resist as much as I can but with bruised stomach and bleeding nose my struggles getting weaker and weaker all I want Amanda to come and rescue me and save from these people.

The number of the previous set represented the bet number, and the number of the back set represented the odds. What was funny was that Samuel's bet was still zero, but the odds had reached a terrifying 1,000! That was to say, Samuel already had a tenfold chance of odds! On the other hand, Samuel's opponent, the Extraordinary Power Venerable, only had 1.3 times of odds, but the amount of bet had already reached one thousand and four hundred, with a total of ten million amethysts. From this data, it could be seen that in the eyes of outsiders, this was just a battle without any suspense.