Arknights Theresa Novels & Stories

The orcs that could move around here naturally knew the power of human mages, the centauress saw the lightning bolt on Kristin's hand and the emblem of a third-ranked mage she wore and knew that the other party was telling the truth, and that her own stiff upper lip would have no effect under the power of magic. “My name is Theria, and this metal token has been passed down from our tribe 。。。。” Centauress, except the healing shaman wore cloth. According to Terea's explanation, she was in a large centaur tribe, and she was the daughter of the chief. After the chief died the position was passed on to Terea's brother, but her prestige in the tribe was very high because she was a healing shaman.

If I saw and witnessed my comrades' death then I’d be equally devastated as she was. Adding to the complexity, she wasn't a warrior at all. Teresa had started as a palace maid, transformed into my attendant, and now found herself fighting alongside the pack warriors. The abrupt shift in events had taken a toll on her, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I had inadvertently pulled her into this mess. She was undoubtedly safer back in the Western kingdom. However, it was too late to lament the past; the priority now was to keep them all safe.

It was like time had paused for her, and now she was back, she met the wide-eyed attackers face to face. “What are you waiting for?” The leader roared. “Attack!” Theresa met her eyes. “Well?” Mira stepped forward. “I am stronger than I think.” She mumbled. A smile spread out on Theresa's face as she stepped aside. She met Thane's worry-filled eyes. “Don’t worry! She's got this.” Thane wasn't convinced. “I won't hesitate to step in if I see anything going wrong.” Theresa's smile spread wider. “There won't be any need for that.”

Rhianna had yawned, snuggling against his chest as Liam dragged his gaze from his mate to look at them. "Thereasa saved her three souls. Her penance is over." Her lavender gaze connected with the Vârcolac, a happy smile gracing her face. "Anakatrine returned Reasa's immortality, Liam. She will heal herself in good time now, though it would probably be more comfortable if she wasn't left lying on the forest floor while she did."

Silence hung in the air for a few seconds before Theria growled and spoke, "Cyrus can understand you as well." "I don't care about him. He smells like a spoiled child who refuses to listen to good sense," she paused and tasted the concoction she was brewing, "Needs more rosehips. Where are my manners? I am Tsonoqua, and these are my children," She gestured to the young next to the fire, "The girl is Dzunukwa, and the boy is Axwadus." Theria fluttered forward and raised herself to the Basket Ogress's height, "We have a sniper on the hill just outside the cabin ready to pump you full of lead..."

Calla asked while the maid still had her face to the ground. “I'm Theresa.” She responded. “Rise!” Calla commanded. “You will have to prove your loyalty beyond doubt. I don't need you to be lukewarm around me. You are either for me or against me.” “I understand very well, my Luna.” she said. “I see you have just finished eating, shall I take out the plates?” Theresa asked with her gaze lowered. “Yes, you can. Thank you.” Theresa was out the door and Calla couldn't keep her joy within.

Elise snapped. “No,” Theresa agreed. “It doesn’t.” Elise looked back toward the sea, jaw tight. “Sera told me what I am,” she said. “What I’m supposed to do.” “And?” Theresa asked. “And I don’t know if I can,” Elise admitted. “Healing ferals. Restoring balance. Standing against a Luna who’s already losing her mind. Against Kai’s world.” Theresa’s smile returned, faint but steady. “You don’t have to know how,” she said. “You only have to decide.”

"If you don't speak, I'll strangle you right now." Theresa struggled to pry Barnett's hand away, indicating her willingness to confess. Initially, even if strangled, she had no intention of revealing Barnett's savior. However, she hadn't anticipated Barnett's cruelty, and she was thoroughly disappointed in him. Consequently, she decided to retaliate against Barnett. "It's Bella. Bella is the savior you are looking for." Barnett widened his eyes, "You're lying. How could it be her?" Seeing Barnett's incredulous expression, Theresa felt a mix of sadness and amusement. She told Barnett that Bella was his savior to make him feel utterly hopeless. Bella probably despised Barnett by now, as she wa

Those two were talking unknown words, while Sinn’s body was like in fever when a silhouette appeared, leaving Lena’s body, which was in trans. “Now!“, She loudly said, when a woman jumped to a side and threw fire at a creature, that burned instantly. Lena was faint, but she was still breathing, which was a good sign. Royal guards came in and took her away, immediately, and that was Tyron’s command. “We need to go “, he said to her, seeing that she was exhausted. “One thing more”, she answered, approaching Theron, still holding unconscious Teresa. She touched her forehead, and in a few minutes, Teresa’s whole body was like new, and her breathing stabilized, but it took her strength.

She then removed it and moved closer to Stephen. “The question should be asking is who are you?” said the woman. “I will take a sword and…” The woman interrupted. “And do what, kill me?” The woman laughed. “i will ask you again who are you?” “My name is Theresa. I come from a world unknown by you but I know a lot about you. I know you wish to know how your life turned into what it is today. I know that you wish to get your wife back and be happy again. I know that Aota is under attack and I know you need my help and I can help you. But I want you to help me too.”