Attack On Titan Warrior Novels & Stories

“I didn’t intend it that way. If you’re uncomfortable in your clothes and want to talk to us, you should have worn a robe.” Titus groaned and cast a brief glance towards Tyler. “I am not here to talk to anyone.” He returned his gaze to the soldiers. “I’ve come to fight with you all. I’ve heard great things about all of you, therefore I’m looking for the most powerful among you to fight me.” Titus smiled as he knelt to pick up a rod with his leg, he split it into two and raised them. “There won’t be any fatalities today, so relax.” Even though Titus was just twenty-four years old, the warriors had always regarded him of being a violent person. How might they approach an Alpha and fight him? H

“Four.” The lives of innocent people are on the line. “Three.” The honor of every warrior on both sides is riding on the defeat of one pack and the victory of the other. “Two.” The outcome from today's events would either clear a path to my revenge or be the driving point to my downfall. “One…” “Wait!” I paused in my words and we all turned out heads to the young warrior who stood 3 feet away from us. Sweat covered his skin and heavy pants fell from his lips. He’s one of the warriors we left behind at the pack.

"I’ve traveled the world. Been to weird, creepy places, but I always felt safe… And now you’re telling me there are werewolves all over the place?" She turned to face me again. "This is too much." Her voice cracked. "No, no, no…" She groaned and covered her face. "Now I don’t even wanna step outside my apartment!" Despite the chaos in my chest, I almost laughed. She was all over the place emotionally. Then she suddenly snapped back. "Wait! You said you're a soldier. Was that even true?" Here we go. "Kinda. I’m a warrior in my pack." "What does that mean?"

Maybe he will reconsider female warriors. "I apologize, but we are going to have to delay training for a little while. We had another friend with us, Allistar, and he was taken during the battle while saving me. Our priority is to get him back safely." I do feel bad leaving this pack after the losses they suffered during the battle, but Allistar takes priority.

I'm made of sharp edges and vengeance, and I will not crumble. "Eleven years. You should be more informed," I snap. It's a foolish mistake to irritate a Warrior, but I'm tired of being undermined and treated as a disposable toy. He clenches his fists. He's the perfect impersonation of danger, and for the first time, I wonder who exactly I'm dealing with here. "Careful," the word barely escapes his gritted teeth. "We're done here. I will only answer to your Alpha," my voice comes out cold and detached.

Then before the next able-bodied warrior can make a move, I quickly unchain Marlene and a few more. “Ahh….I see you have a death wish Ryder.” A voice booms behind me and I do not need to turn to know who it is. I hear the shuffling of feet; his remaining warriors are gathered around him in this damp enclosure. Unchaining the last prisoner, I finally turn around to face a dozen of Zion’s warriors. The remaining warriors are different from the rest, these are Zion’s elite fighters, the best of the best. He stands behind them with a smirk on his face.

“Trespassing? This forest belongs to no one. And you… you are weak. I can smell it on you.” The people shifted uncomfortably. A younger warrior stepped forward, his voice sharp. “Watch your tongue. You are one, we are many.” Valen’s eyes flashed. “Then come.” The young warrior attacked first, claws out, teeth bared. But Valen was faster. He sidestepped, grabbed the warrior’s arm, and broke it with a snap. The man screamed, falling to the ground. Another warrior charged, but Valen slashed his throat open. Blood poured as the man collapsed. The others froze, their courage fading.

Its massive weapon arm rotated forward as energy gathered into a blazing white core. Without hesitation, the titan fired. A beam brighter than the sun ripped across the battlefield and slammed directly into the creature’s chest. The explosion lit up the entire desert. Shockwaves blasted across the landscape. The prison tower shook violently. Adrian shielded his face from the light. “Did it...” The light faded. The beam had carved a deep glowing scar across the creature’s armor. But the titan still stood. Unmoved. Its violet eyes slowly looked down at the damage. Then it lifted one enormous clawed hand.

He looked at the minister who nodded. There will be an interim council and the prince will be coronated after his 17 th birthday. _____________ The war front smelled of blood. They had been fighting for three days and the fight stops at sunset. . Mithraos watched as his head warrior sped through the enemies like a wrathful god. The man was covered in blood, but that was a usual thing. He watched as the sword pierced through a soldier's body. Mithraos swung his sword and resumed his fight.

The Titanium drones were not clobular guards like the machines of ashes. Warlords. They were slender, silent and lethally precise. As soon as Kael pressed, they opened the fire. Grellblauen Plasma-Salven swipe through the server forest and left the black obsidian floor where they slew, slew. “Deckung!” I cried and ripped Nova behind one of the massive, amber-coloured Light columns. The ice-cold avatar observed the chaos from his platform with a