Balrogs Novels & Stories

Do not let them through! Despite the chaos, we were holding. Barely. Every time we pushed the rogues back, they surged forward again, driven by some unseen force. They weren’t fighting like wolves - they were fighting like pawns, mindless and relentless. I twisted mid-air to avoid another rogue, landing on my feet and snapping my jaws around its leg. A sickening crunch followed, and the rogue yelped, scrambling away. But there was no time to celebrate the small victory. Another wave of minions was charging, their glowing eyes a horrifying reminder of Andromeda’s dark magic.

She was his Luna, even if not yet marked. Hours blurred into a haze of smoke and screams. Evandra fought until her arms ached, shifting to Sage when claws cut deeper than steel could. Blood matted her fur, her leg throbbed from a shallow gash, but she refused to falter. Still—they were losing ground. Balor shifted back to human form, chest heaving, blood streaking his amber eyes. He grabbed her arm, dragging her behind a crumbled wall. “They know our weaknesses,” he growled. “They hit the food stores, the healer’s hut—they came for the heart.”

Aunt Drucella says, pushing the book in front of me. I stare at the picture in front of me. A creature, built like a man, with the head of a wolf covered in scales with tiny furry hairs sprouting from its hedges. A primate with claws instead of fingers. I still can't understand. “What am I staring at?” “A Monogroth, A creature of darkness magic, created by Behemoth. It was last seen during the great war.” Greg says. “And was killed by your ancestor,” Aunt Drucella added.

I rolled my eyes before turning back to Balor just as he blinked his vision clear from whatever he saw. "I can tell you that the book's magic is useless against her. Her magic keeps it blind. She is old magic and will be hard to track, especially now that she is heading into the dragon realm." Balthazar cursed under his breath. "Why is she heading there?"Apollo asked. Balor shrugged his shoulders.

Bartolo and Mala were both in their chimaera mode and looked nothing like they usually do. Bartolo had a larger body that was covered in thick white fur. His feet were like a cat’s with huge and sharp claws. He had two right arms but still one left arm that was all muscular. His third arm was scaly while the other arms were also covered in white fur. He had one horn growing from his forehead like a demon’s. And his eyes were black with red irises.

“ATTACK THEM!” Leison gave the back of his neck a hard whack with the iron of his gun. Fulor glanced at their direction. It had no visible eyes but it saw the unconscious body of Grey in front of them. The giant slob suddenly began to grow bigger. It was agitated. It may not have eyes but it certainly did have a giant whirlpool as a mouth. When it bared its mouth, everything near it was being sucked. Dang Hearth. Its mouth was a vortex.

“Sera, look at this.” “This is bad. We should contact the commander.” She noticed that one of the goblins had a slightly bluish skin and a small horn on their head. It was a stronger species, an evolved goblin called a hobgoblin. Newbies can handle a single hoblin but a horde would be fatal. Team Alpha recovered enough to move. Sera and Sven were about to inform them to retreat when the earth rumbled violently.

The creature must have brought Randu to its nest. 'We have to find the Orok's nest!' Boro said annoyed. 'Do it before nightfall… because if you're still here at night, not only Oroks will become your enemies… but all the terrifying mystical creatures here will attack you. This place is by no means a safe place… indeed there are no humans here.. but there are too many vengeful spirits here, Orok is one of them.” Boro muttered. Burdak nodded, he tried to look towards the source of the water, he believed all creatures would approach the water…there are too many miracles in the water. Boro did not agree with that thought.

We watched as flames engulfed the corpses, instantly warming us. “Who were they?” I asked. “One of our enemies, the Bois Sombre Pack. But they’ve grown really weak. I know it didn’t seem it, but four of them should’ve been able to easily overpower us.” He shook his head. “I probably should’ve kept one alive for interrogation, but fuck them.” He turned and threw his arms around me. “I’m just glad you’re okay.” “Why are they weak?” I asked.

I rolled my eyes before turning back to Balor just as he blinked his vision clear from whatever he saw. "I can tell you that the book's magic is useless against her. Her magic keeps it blind. She is old magic and will be hard to track, especially now that she is heading into the dragon realm." Balthazar cursed under his breath. "Why is she heading there?"Apollo asked. Balor shrugged his shoulders.