Bakugan Battle Brawlers Battle Pack นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“As much as I enjoy watching you all roll around in the dirt, I have something important to announce.” “Here we go,” Kara muttered. “The annual Biker Pack Tournament,” Felix continued, pausing for effect, “is officially around the corner.” A wave of excitement rolled through the field. Warriors began murmuring, some cheering outright. Even a few of the older fighters exchanged eager grins. Felix’s smirk widened. “I take it some of you still remember how it works?” “Do we look dead to you?” someone yelled from the back. He ignored the comment, continuing, “All packs from the region will be joining this year. Four in total. That means more competition, more glory—”

Olivia’s POV The battle continued intensely, with the warriors giving everything they had. Some lost the challenge and were instantly teleported out of the battle stage, appearing at the far end of the temple ruins courtyard with battered bodies and pale faces. A few warriors from the Aqua Marine Pack, the Sacred Flame Pack, and the Crescent Moon Pack narrowly passed the challenge after defeating their replica selves and moved forward toward the giant door. To open it required the use of the special tickets gathered from the secret plane.

I was still training the warriors when one of the pack patrol guards mind-linked me saying that there is a battle going on in Alpha Stephen's pack. I was shocked and happy at the same time. I knew that if I want to win in this fight then I must use the most shameless method which is to attack right now. I knew that attacking now will only make me seem weak but I don't care. All I want is to take him down. I knew that alpha Stephen has a lot of enemies and one of them must be the one attacking. It was like the moon goddess had answered my prayers by making that happen. I feel happy knowing about that but I knew not to retort to any more methods.

Now, we weren’t guaranteed our safety and I worried for my home pack, who hadn’t ever really taken combat training seriously. “Allie-Jean. I’m going to pair you up with Kassie.” Bailey wasted no time. There were quiet giggles from the girls and I looked around until a small wolf came out of the crowd. Kassie looked young and her eyes darted nervously as she made her way to me. Her fur was fluffy, an obvious tell that she was young. She didn’t smile or introduce herself, just looked down at the ground as Bailey paired everyone up.

“It serves to let it be known that you carry an unborn within you. In battle, a Mer would stay their hand, and if you were found injured, aid would be rendered, as none wish to harm the unborn.” “That’s nice to know…” Lyric replied dryly. “How often would battle happen?” “We are on the verge of war with the land,” he reminded her quietly. “And you want to accompany me.” “Humans won’t know what the braid means,” she pointed out. “Humans will not get anywhere near you,” he replied firmly. “Not with a Mer army around you.” He reached across to the pile of shells and lifted it, revealing that it was strands of shells similar to that which Aeylira wore.

I’d only just turned eighteen, maybe my wolf senses were still waking up. “What about the other two?” she pressed, breathless. “The Alpha of Bloodfang Pack…and the one who rules Moon Howl Pack,” I said quietly. Silence fell. A heavy one. “Bloodfang…” Arial repeated, her voice dropping, eyes narrowing as if searching through old memories. My stomach twisted. “Wait.” She suddenly snapped her gaze to mine. “Did you say Bloodfang?” Her breath hitched. “Kamari, don’t tell me…” My heart climbed into my throat.

Around me, the warriors of Ironfang are holding their ground, but I can see it clearly, they are being pushed, step by step, forced back by numbers, by strategy, by something more organized than a simple attack . This is planned. Every part of it. “They are not just attacking,” I say, my voice low but clear as I move beside Kael, cutting down another opponent before he can reach us. “They are trying to break the pack.” “I know,” Kael replies, his movements precise, controlled, every strike lethal. “They want us divided.” I glance at him for a second. “They will not get it.” Something in his expression shifts at that, something sharp and approving, but there is no time to think about it.

I turned with a defeated sigh to the men who were from my personal security detail. I addressed the men. “You do know that the point of me wearing a disguise and masking my scent is because I don’t want to be identified as the pack leader here?” They were all burly, dressed in all black. A few of them had not even bothered to hide the weapons they toted. A very large battle axe hung from the back of Ritglass, and Scem who was the smallest in the group was wide-eyed, knives gripped far too tightly in his hands as he stared behind me—almost beyond me.

he chuckled. "You didn't tell me I couldn't use my hellfire," I growled. Bryce shook his head and exhaled deeply. "Listen Zaika, the only reason I want to take his throne is because of this pack. They aren't rogue, they are just without a label. You remember the fancy little moon-associated names they make up. We are a pack that deserves acknowledgment. Plus I want that stupid barbaric creed ripped to shreds," he stated passionately. I nodded my head in agreement.

We’ll monitor the cameras for the men who attacked us, while Beta Squad finds the woman and gets her safely out of the pack. Once everyone is hooked up to our equipment, I show Wendy how to connect their audio so they can talk to each other. Then I show her how to connect our team to Hijack. We will be each other’s back up if needed. Everyone anticipates a fight. If it comes to that, Beta Squad will stay behind with Alpha Squad while Wendy and I take the woman out of the pack and get her to Sanatrix. The tension in the van is so thick you can taste it as we arrive at the pack’s guard gate.