Banished Disciple's Counterattack Novels & Stories

Dust shifted under his foot. The ground seemed to feel it. My body tensed automatically. My hands lifted slightly. Not fully ready. But not completely helpless either. The announcer’s voice rang out one final time. “Let the duel… begin!” The crowd exploded. And the giant Alpha Slayer’s eyes locked onto mine— Burning with pure, focused anger. To be continued…

“Vessels we’ve been cultivating for exactly this moment. Your maternal attachment is the weakness, not their age.” Dante and Lysander are trying to reach their brothers but the Shepherd holds them back with casual power. “Don’t interfere,” he warns. “I want to see how long she can avoid fighting back before survival instinct overrides motherhood.” Marcus and Adrian are getting more vicious, their attacks more coordinated, and I’m bleeding from multiple wounds now because dodging isn’t perfect defense. My Void-Wolf nature is raging at me to fight properly, to use dissolution on these threats, but I keep refusing.

Farida's eyes cut to him sharply but she said nothing. Malik was quiet for a moment. "Fine. Banishment." They didn't give me time to breathe before the elder was already reading the sentence, stripping everything from me in that flat, administrative voice. Healer status. Revoked. Pack privileges. Dissolved. Alpha Princess claim. Nullified. I stood there and took each one because what else could I do, and then Malik was walking toward me. He stopped in front of me. "Don't," I whispered. He lifted his hand toward my neck anyway.