Novel & Cerita Antares Danmachi

Lucy The day stretched long, noisy and restless. The men worked on their bikes, the sound of tools clanging against metal echoing across the lot, engines growling as they tested repairs. Every roar sent a shiver through me, though I tried not to show it. I stayed close to the edges, pretending to watch, pretending I was just curious. Really, I was calculating. Counting exits. Watching how people moved. Who looked at me, who ignored me, who lingered too long with their stares. Survival habits. I couldn’t turn them off, no matter how badly I wanted to.

I move past the commander and face the pack. “Thank you all for joining us. This means the world to us because truth be told, we were afraid to come back. We didn't know how you guys would react. for the fact that we left you but standing here seeing our entire pack joining us is…” I froze while saying this I took a big breath before continuing, “for the Aberrant pack!” I yell out, throwing my hand into the air. “To the Aberrant pack!” the entire pack yells afterward, raising their hands as well.

He said. Season 2 ended here! Author note: Hello everyone!! Please continue to read ARCANUM because, there will be a side story which about Steven and Nicolai. See you on Season 3!!!

Entering the room, Luna and Antaram's eyes immediately lit up. Milan and Tyson, the two people in the Paradise Club are both big characters. “Who is Luna? Who is Antaram?” In the living room, Milan lazily sat on the sofa, his voice was low, neither fast nor slow. "I am Antaram.” Luna glanced at Antaram next to her, she silently pouted... No way, when she saw a man, she had to run but someone else took the opportunity away. Even though Luna thought so in her heart, she still refused to be weak and took a step forward, "I am Luna."

Amy maintained a calm tone of voice while speaking firmly to the killer. “I was just curious. You don’t have to get defensive, my lovely, Asian flower.” The gunman’s voice trailed down to a growling whisper. The burly, bearded man stared across the room at Amy with ungodly thoughts seeping into his mind. “You came in here and ignored me. You won’t even tell me how you enjoyed my game. I based the game on your life experiences. I named the video game Gunmetal Mama in honor of your MMA fighting career.” The gunman showed his teeth while sneering at Amy. “I’m so flattered,” Amy spoke to the gunman through a dry tone, unleashing her sarcasm. She returned her hands to the front of her stomach whe

Luckily, the docks were not as busy as she had thought. Though it was 1am, the time when ships docked and cargo were unloaded. There were only a few ships docked and left unattended at the port. Atarah had her hood up. The blackout helped her face hidden from the few people who were already there. She spotted the white long ship with Antares’s flag on the head of it and walked towards it. There were four men attending the ship, their faces gloomy and empty bottles of whiskey kept neatly aside on the deck. Atarah stomped her feet on the deck, making as much noise as she could to wake them up. One man looked at the stranger, making a noise at 1 am. He put down the box and walked towards her. “