Attack On Titan Warrior Mga Nobela at Kwento

Alpha Christen Clarice flinched, “but it was self-defense, she pushed me first.” The expressions of the other warriors and recruits’ faces told a different story; I noticed Warrior Jordon’s head moving in disagreement. Trainer Jax took Clarice by the arm and dragged her from us, her rantings fading as they moved further away. I stepped towards Jordon, “what happened up there?”

“Even the Moon Readers can’t explain it.” Tharion paced like a caged animal fighting his doubts and fears. He knew the war would be lost without the Goddess Warrior or the Tiger Warrior. Tharion’s mind link to Kaelan crackled with static—battle preparations were already underway, but the moment Kaelan caught the edges of Kaplan’s pain through the bond, his response was immediate. Hold on. I’m coming.

"They will swarm you. They will use their numbers, their hierarchy, and their cheap political tricks to crush you. If you cannot handle three elite beta warriors in my ring, you will never survive the summit when you return." Before I could even settle into a defensive stance, Vance raised his hand. "Begin." The three warriors didn't hesitate. They moved as a synchronized pack, splitting up instantly to flank me. The largest warrior—a brute named Torin—charged straight down the center, his massive, calloused fists aiming a crushing strike toward my jaw. I ducked beneath his blow, my sneakers slipping slightly on the fresh snow, but as I pivoted to strike his exposed ribs, the second warrior

Another caught my waist. Raiken’s blue fire cut through mine before it tightened. The courtyard exploded into motion. Tide warriors attacked the grey soldiers. Orochi’s serpent army charged from the eastern bridge. Cassian met them with red blades. Hayate fought beside Kiyomi, their movements close enough to look rehearsed. Shigure drove through the confusion toward Cael. Raiken reached me. His hand locked around mine. “You enjoy standing in front of weapons.” “I was making a point.” “You made several.”

Ryan reminded. Titan turned towards the window, struggling to calm his raging emotions. Amidst the internal confusion, the most prominent feeling he recognized was rage. Unexpectedly, he punched the circular mirror beside his desk. Asher and Ryan tried not to look shaken by the unprecedented violence. Titan's eyes looked hardened and menacing as he looked at his reflection through the now-jagged mirror. Blood and small shards of glass were intermixed on his fingers. "Assemble the pack warriors," he ordered with controlled fury. Ryan and Asher exchanged a look. Asher cleared his throat nervously.

He’s got open wounds where chunks of flesh were ripped from his body in multiple places, but he’s awake. I crouch in front of him. “Are you feeling lightheaded and dizzy?” I ask him. “Yes,” he says, but his voice is weak. “Try and stay awake, my mate will get you patched up.” He’s the largest of the elite warriors, which I'm sure how he got the name Titan. He would also have been an easy target for the Alphas being so big. “Get off me! Let go of me!” I hear someone snarling.

She felt drawn to him, and as she took two steps forward with her hand reaching out to him, the tall mysterious warrior was tackled to the ground by the Beta. A battle cry was torn from the warrior's full lips as he picked Beta Daniel up like he was light as a feather, which she knew not to be true because he was built like a goddamn tank; all the werewolves were. The Betas' nails extended into claws and he used them to slash the warrior across the face and arms. Blood seeped from the warrior's wounds, but it did not falter his movements as he crushed the Betas body against the same wall he had Mira pressed upon.

"You’ll pay for this." The rogue leader laughed with a cold, mocking sound. "I doubt that. We’ve been waiting for you." With a swift motion, she signaled her men to attack. The remaining warriors, Tay and I, sprang into action, our movements fueled by grief and rage. I summoned my fire, the flames dancing around my hands and lightning raining down from the sky as I fought off the attackers. Tay shifted into his wolf form, his powerful body a blur of motion, tearing through the rogues.

He’s still standing on the dais beside Camila. A loud snarl echoes around me, and I look up just in time to see Vincent force my attacker to the ground. With his jaws around the back of the warrior’s neck, he forces him to submit. I move away, shifting back to my human form at the same time the two of them do. “Dishonor!” Vincent roars, grabbing the warrior again. “You should be ashamed for attacking an unprepared opponent in a fair match.” I don’t know what to say, but apparently, I don’t need to say anything as Vincent orders the warrior to be taken away. Instead of asking if I’m alright or checking on me, Alexander growls my name out, the icy tone sending a shiver down my spine.

I gave him a small smile and he nods. "Luna," they all greet bowed in submission. I felt power emitting from them. I nod and they all lift their heads. "Alright who would like to go first?" Titus asks. One warrior stepped out of the line. He had mussels and dirty blonde hair that flopped over his face. "Okay who's is going to go against Christopher?" Titus asks. I watch as someone starts to come forward but I was quicker. "I will," I announce. Everyone's eyes widen I think I even saw Titus eyes widen slightly. I smirk and he nods. Chris walks into the fighting area and I follow.