Novel & Cerita B-rank Adventurer With An Evil Look

And others more. Drake: It doesn't matter if you wear your blazers or not. Here is your Card. As for this. You must carry it with you at all times and under no circumstances should you lose it. Now it's your turn. He came over and did the same things. However there was a twist. My rank was correct. I am currently in the 5th rank. As for my name. It was not Ban L Avareza. I may not know much about demonic words but this I understand - It stated-....

He said. “First is Bacchus. His real name is George Miller, one of the gang leader’s right hand. Then Atlas, real name is Mario Ching. He is their intelligence. Minotaur, real name is Fred Lim. I think he’s one of their snipers. Cupid is Jay Kenley. He’s their hacker. And Pegasus is Jacob Frias, best in hand to hand combat.” Miko announced. “Let’s hope that they are the only one here.” I said.

I must admit, Eren is a sexy badass on that monster. He dashes forward as if he will crush me and in reflex, I swiftly step back. But he stops in front of me and slides up his tinted visor so that I can see the upper part of his face. He tends me the helmet similar to his, except this one is in white colour.

I look at Ivar and he nods, giving me a wink. Ivar may look scary with the scar that runs down his face. He is a big burly leader of the Bratva. But he is a teddy bear. He is sweet when he is not on missions, but that man can turn on a dime when he is pissed or is protecting his family, which includes me and the girls of the Mother’s Revenge.

A shimmering scroll formed mid-air, spinning once before displaying our names. —Brand: Team Leader —Jade Ishola: Second in Command —Nyomei: Attack Power —Orin: Attack Power —Lotanni: Mid-Range Support / Defender —Bainer: Medical Support (Engage only when necessary) Silence. Then: “Wait, what?” I said, stepping closer. “Second in command?” Brand turned slightly toward me, unreadable. “You're fast. Tactical. You don’t freeze up.” “That’s not a compliment,” I muttered.

Standing by the glass railing, looking out over the sprawling, glittering expanse of the city he commanded, was Adrian. He was dressed in a simple, high-thread-count black cashmere sweater and tailored trousers, his dark hair brushed back, his powerful, scarred silhouette looking like a permanent monument against the skyline. In his hand, he held a crystal tumbler of single-malt whiskey, the ice clinking softly as he turned around to face me. The moment his dark eyes locked onto my frame, the cold, calculating aura of the Volkov empire vanished completely, replaced by that fierce, unyielding devotion that had kept me safe through every storm.

The bold letters practically glaring at me. Kai Blackthorn. Rank 1. Strength: 10/10. My breath caught. 10/10? My stomach twisted and all I could do was stand there, my pulse hammering in my chest as I suddenly felt a wave of weakness in my bones. And for the first time in Ravencrest territory, I felt truly powerless.

The *Beastmen consist of several ranks that indicate their strength. The ranks are identified by the color of their eyeballs. Those who are born without natural/special talents have various eyeball colors but look like ordinary human eyeballs. While those who have risen in rank/changed levels will have eyes that sparkle beautifully like polished gemstones. Starting from the lowest level; *Gold: eyeballs are golden *Diamond: eyeballs are clear crystal *Emerald: eyeballs are green *Amethyst: eyeballs are purple *Sapphire: eyeballs are blue *Ruby: eyeballs are red

"The day is young." They were sitting in the water, trying to escape the heat and drinking the beers that one of the sheikh's men had brought back from Salalah when one of the men came down to the water and called to them. Following him back to the tent, they saw another rolled-up carpet that Sheikh Hakeem was resting his feet on. When he saw them, he smiled and gave the carpet a kick to get it unrolling to finally reveal a short-blonde-haired man with ice-blue eyes and a scar above his left eye.