Archer Vs Gilgamesh Novels & Stories

Arthur giggles hearing me say that. “I should’ve known that you won’t satisfied with me. I am the one who is missing you, I really want you to get back and pay your losing bet” he laughs so hard and I throw a pillow at him. I was hoping he’ll forget about that bet. A day after arrived in this village, he and I made a bet about who will be the first to be involved in the love affair here, at that time I held Kathy's name, while Arthur held Anneth. And now it was clear that it was Anneth who had a chance to have a scandal with Dave. My defeat required me to accept all of Arthur's orders for 3 days. I don't think it's going to be difficult, considering that Arthur also always wakes up at 1 pm s

Logan was able to swiftly restore his concentration since he was mindful that Archer was in front of him and had the potential to strike. He didn't make a mistake, as Archer pounced on him almost as soon as he watched Hadrian and Augustus. There are differences in the form of wolves and lycanthropes. Theo didn't understand how Archer could have been stronger than him, despite the fact that the lycan was larger than the wolf. Theo must find a method to get out immediately since he would be unable to deal with Archer on his own. Since they had made no preparations, he was unsure of what might happen in the future.

As soon as Tyr‘s voice faded, Archie, who had been dashing forward with ease, came to an abrupt halt. A clay general riding a tall horse blocked his path. There was a large number of soldiers following behind him. The general wielded a tomahawk and struck it down from the sky. Unexpectedly, the weapon erupted with a cold and ancient glow that slashed at Archie. Archie swung the weapon away with a wave. At least a thousand soldiers on the chariot behind the general charged toward Archie at the next second.

I smiled. “Closer.” The corner of his mouth lifted. We circled one another. Around us, the training grounds filled with the sharp rhythm of wood striking wood, instructors barking corrections, wolves laughing whenever someone landed flat on their back. None of it reached me. Archer feinted left. I didn’t bite. His weight shifted. I stepped inside his guard before he could recover and drove the heel of my palm into his chest. He stumbled back a single pace. It wasn’t much.

The three dancers closed in on me, their shadows long and threatening. “I cursed the rain, I shook the ground, But the vile beast just clung harder each time. Then came a man, with courage ablaze— Gilgamesh, born for eternal praise.” The choir swelled—“eternal praise…”—and the dancers split away as if cut by an unseen blade. “With one swift strike, his sword did gleam, He freed my tree from the serpent’s scheme. No more the hiss, no more the fight, The Huluppu bloomed in silver light.”

The shadows reached out, tightening around me and choking me. "Archer, let go of me," I whispered. Archer tried to regain control of his power and approached me in a weakened state, caressing my cheeks. He looked disheveled, with a silver dagger pierced through his ribs some hurt before. Smiling, Archer collapsed, and I caught him, bearing his weight. Then, Leo entered the room, looking equally injured.

Cerberus growled, offering another, "don't." Archer's face crumpled, his little body shaking with effort as the wolf pushed at him, demanding release. I knelt behind him, my hands over his, whispering, "You are Archer first." The branch bent but did not break. Archer gasped, sweat shining on his brow, but he hadn't shattered it. His pride swelled. Mine nearly drowned me.

They were waiting to see how I'd respond to this question. All I could think of was one thing—I was screwed. I couldn't believe it. A question proposed by a brat who was still wet behind his ears actually got me tongue-tied. I was about to come up with a polite answer to gloss over this segment when I was cut off by the sounds of gas being ejected. It appeared that the mysterious guest's chair that had been facing everyone under the spotlight was spun around. The person sitting on that very chair… happened to be my very same rival, Pierce.

Here they go again with their questions and answers phases. "I need to go." It was too soon for Archer to go back home, he hasn't wrapped up his artwork but he has to ignore her. He can work on it at home, thinking that he has finally found his missing piece. However, it feels like it doesn't seem right for him. He is deeply aware that Selah is not like his typical girl, she is not his type and it makes him even more confused about himself.

“Darling, what are you doing now? Why don’t you beat them up until they lay down on the floor? Your woman was bullied by them. Why would you still be in the mood to get involved with them?” She interrupted them in time. Archer’s competitiveness and shamefulness were triggered at the same time. He instantly increased his strength enormously as he moved as fast as lightning to Thomas, and he attacked Thomas with his elbow and knee at the same time. Normal people would not be able to defend him. However, the God of War was not a normal person. Thomas made a move with both his hands, and he stopped Archer’s elbow and knee. Then, he acted to control Archer by giving a kick to Archer’s belly with