B Block Animatic Battle Novels & Stories

They gleamed under the light from the ceiling, their edges blinding. Blake brandished his Mani Falcata and leaped into the air, his blade coursing through the air straight at Logan's head. Terrifyingly, he was faster than a bullet. Bert let out a ceiling-shaking howl and went for Logan's throat. Anil attacked from behind. Ciyde went for an attack from below.

When she shouted earlier, every one of the girls got distracted, so they turned to see who it was. One of them is down, causing them a big blow. It has been a long time since they last lost one of them. The distraction helps the men each attack their opponent (the girls). One of the men began to walk toward Anita, who was still on the ground, trying to stop her bleeding. Though she was stabbed earlier when the light went off, But still, she wasn't that weak to fight back. She managed to kick the guy in the leg, breaking his leg. He winced and felled forward, not knowing the girl had already positioned a knife there. He fell into the knife, and that was the end of him.

He frowns and stands next to me, taking his position as we walk in a circle, waiting for the right time to start the battle. I make my first move, lunging forward with my hand aimed at his jaw. He blocks it effortlessly, his arm a solid wall against my strike. Without missing a beat, he swings a punch at my face. I duck just in time, feeling the rush of air as his fist grazes past. Using the momentum from my dodge, I pivot on my heel and drive a powerful kick into his knee. A satisfying thud echoes as my foot connects, and he crumples to the ground, his balance lost.

The beast lunged, but Bruce dodged with a speed that left even Malrik watching with intrigue. With a roar, Bruce leaped onto the beast’s back, his claws tearing through its tough hide. The creature bucked and thrashed, but Bruce’s grip was ironclad. He drove his claws into its spine, channeling every ounce of his strength into the attack. With one final, ear-piercing roar, the beast collapsed, its body dissolving into black smoke that dissipated into the air.

Mingchan and Ruru hugged one another after the battle. The next battle was Tan and Mingchan’s. Both of them were so serious. Tan was eager to win as his pride was being trampled when they were on the planet Earth. Both were facing one another with fierce eyes. ‘I must win this, a small human defeated me and I won’t let a weak robot to defeat me. He might just defeated Ruru by chance, but me, no way!’ Tan thought and after three seconds, he started attacking Mingchan using his wushu stick and fast movements. Mingchan was attacking him his fire balls but Tan was so quick to dodge it andn was successfully hit Mingchan numerous of times. It caused him to drop on the floor and almost fell from th

BATTLE RAGE (Uncommon) (Support Spell) Lvl.3 (Can be maxed at Lvl.7) DETAILS: Increases your attack by 35% and STA regeneration increases by 10%. These biceps and abs can help you take a dig at the ladies, but don't overestimate the power of your biceps with their heel's. "I heard that" said max, the words hitting his sore spot, "but this weak attack just saved your ass and focus your head in battle, Blabbermouth, I still need little time".

A man and a beast are having an intense battle with every rhythmic move from the man, the beast quickly contests it using its speed. Though from the standpoint they are fighting in an even battle, no one knows the man's stress builds up as the battle continues. The man that was battling is Jimboy, and the beast is the Lv2 Hunter, from time to time he was using the rhythmic footwork that has been shown in his mind. However, his stamina is reaching its limit!

Alfi said surprised. “That’s not what I mean, Honey,” Megumi said stroking Alfi’s hair gently. “She played Kritika to find out an effective battle style for a Doki-Doki user with type B Ribo. You must know that a user with type B Ribo has a limitation in battling, right? She was trying to find out the best battle style to assist you.” Megumi explained. Alfi remains silent. “But, why did she go that far?” Alfi asked.

Light sparked from the palm, thin and dim, but enough to make the men to pause. Then, one of them laughed. “Still want to fight huh?” The first blow came hard, boot to ribs. The figure crumbled to the floor, holding his broken ribs. Another strike to the back, the jaw, the neck. The beatings came, deadly and precise, aimed to kill. The sparks faded, being replaced by pain. They held it down even against its weak thrashing, a dying attempt to escape the inescapable. “Hold still for daddy” one of the men scowled,

This guy is really testing me. I know for a fact that as a Psychology student, I should learn how to control my temper but I can't seem to hold it when it comes to Maze. It's as if everything he does has a big effect on me and I don't like it. He's pissing me off. And I am Gabriel Solzeek Thornton. I can't lose without a fight. The war has only started. I meed to make sure that I could get even. And I can't help but to smirk while thinking on how exciting this could get.