Novel & Cerita Amalthus Fight

It didn’t have the greatest defense, but its insane attacking prowess made up for this shortcoming. “The earthworm must be killed first,” Samoa quickly analysed. As the creature with an advantage in this kind of chaotic battlefield, the earthworm was a headache. If it wasn’t taken care of initially, he would keep thinking about it and wouldn’t be able to fully focus on the other two beasts. In a sense, even without doing anything, the beast would be able to restrain his movements. He needed to kill it first so that he could deal with the other two with a clear mind. After making up his mind, Samoa acted immediately. But he didn’t rush towards the earthworm. He didn’t the exact opposite of wh

A gruff sound escapes the creature’s mouth. “Afraid that you’ll be defeated by him? Ha! You coward! Why don’t you pick someone your size?” Amilia doesn’t know how to fight nor how to provoke someone with words. But she was trying her best. “You useless monster! Why don’t we fight fair and square, huh? Don’t corner me like this you little shit!” She spat on its face. That made the creature mad. It lunged at her. Her reflexes kicked in dodging the attack but not too quick to escape the creature’s claw. It snaked around her body. She was trashing all around. Feet kicking the air and hands pounding at the creature’s claw.

Amastan had always looked up to his older brother, but he could not get over the fact that his brother had slapped and lectured him in front of everyone. Alaric would never imagine that his biological younger brother would attack him; his heart was heavy with shock and anger. He tried to dodge the attack, but Amastan was way too fast for him to get away in time. The strength Alaric gained from cultivation might be formidable. Still, his reflexes were affected by his weakened state from the previous fight with Darryl, whereas Amastan came prepared, fully intending to have him killed. Baam! Amastan had every last drop of power gathered on his fist as it landed on Alaric's chest. Alaric was sen

His immune system was getting weaker the longer he stays. "Indeed, I have seen how you are going to fight him, by getting up and falling on the ground again! How pathetic!" Magaritha moved closer to the ground where Ammon was lying. She kicked him in the face with her foot and spat on him. "You must tell me everything I need to know or I will have no choice but, to finish what started many years ago," she kicked Ammon again. The Alpha reacted to the pain being inflicted on him by Magaritha, the Witch. "You will pay for this bitch! As long as I live, I promise, you shall die by my hands," the Alpha managed to say amid his cough.

As the battle continued, Amira saw something that made her heart soar. The ruthless alpha was weakening, and his army was beginning to falter. The outsiders were pushing them back, and Amira and her allies were gaining the upper hand. They fought with renewed vigor, and they could see the end in sight. With one final push, they broke through the ranks of the ruthless alpha's army. The ruthless alpha himself stood before them, and he was ready to face his defeat.

Her unwavering loyalty and fierce determination inspire those around her, boosting our morale and driving us forward. Finally, I spot him. Phoenix, surrounded by his most loyal followers, stands defiantly at the center of the battlefield. His eyes meet mine, filled with a mix of rage and desperation. He knows that his reign is coming to an end, and he fights with a desperate fervor. With a roar, I charge towards him, my sword clashing against his with a resounding clash. Our battle becomes a dance of steel, each strike fueled by years of hatred and determination. The clash of our weapons reverberates through the night, a symphony of fury and determination.

He grinned ear to ear as he moved into a fighting stance, flexing his muscles as his eyes fixated on the wolf. “Come try it again, pup!” The inhuman growl escaped Professor Katz. “Your still just a prince, I can still take you on.” This sent the wolf into a craze as he lashed out at the Professor, knocking him to the ground. “Emily.” Kenzie’s soft voice drew my attention as she raced towards me. I half expected her to shift and change in front of me, but she never did. “This is why he should have explained things to you! Now look at this mess.” She huffed as she folded her arms over her chest, staring at the fight before her. Levi had now squeezed his way in between the two, causing them to

"But we received an emergency transmission. From Bloodmoon." My blood ran cold. "What happened?" "It's Alpha Vance," Daniel said gently. "He collapsed this morning. The local healers are baffled. They say his organs are shutting down. It... it looks like dark magic toxin." I stood up, the chess piece in my hand clattering to the floor. "Vance? Is he..." "He's critical," Daniel confirmed. "Cole has sent a kingdom-wide plea. He's offering one million dollars to any healer who can save his father. Specifically... he asked for the 'Golden Healer' of the Royal Hospital."

Kaelen’s blood turned to ice. He pressed his hand against her stomach, pouring his Alpha energy into her body, trying to push out the toxin. His power flared, his veins glowing faintly silver as he forced his aura to merge with hers. But it wasn’t working — the poison resisted, spreading deeper, coiling around her like dark vines. “Damn it,” he cursed under his breath. “Where are the healers?!” Two warriors rushed in, eyes wide with horror. “Alpha—” “Get Elder Maren! Bring every antidote you can find!”

If this issue wasn't resolved quickly both kingdoms would have go to war, a war which would result in the extinction of the werewolf race but Porsha was too much of narcissist to look behold her own emotions. ‎"Father, I see no reason to apologise to Leviathan. Given that his general instigated the attack on our people. His general dared to massacre a handful of our people and even defiled my servant. ‎It seems only fitting that he should be offering me an apology for his incompetence as a ruler" Porsha revolted, her tone bitter as she rose to her feet. ‎