Arcee X Optimus Novels & Stories

Soren frowned slightly and said, “Wouldn’t that be reckless? The Doom Race is formidable, and this will turn into an ultimate battle between the two races. Do you have confidence in victory?” “Of course,” Thea said with determination. Currently, she had attained the Caelum Acme Rank. While Thea and the other powerhouses were still discussing, an endless army of the Doom Race had gathered outside the Sealed Realm. At the forefront of the army stood a man clad in armor, holding a spear. He was the commander of the Doom Race, Carson, the child of James and Yemima. Beside him was a man in a white robe. “Father,” Carson turned to look at Wyot beside him, showing a hint of respect. “Shall we force

Drake quickly makes his men put down all the guns and step back. “Good boy,” Ares commented and chuckled before he slowly drag me to the car where I saw his men put Achilles in. “Do you know how to drive?!” Ares suddenly asked as handed me the key. “Don’t you dare fire us or I’ll kill these two!” Ares reminded them again. “Get in!” He quickly pushed me to the driving seat while he positioned me at the back. Probably to get more focus once we got engaged in the fight against the mobs.