Battle B-daman Series Novels & Stories

Chapter 43 Narat’s POV “Get your hands off him or you face my wrath!” That voice… deep, furious, unmistakable. No way… WARIN!!!!!! Just like a speed of lightning, they were all on the ground begging for their lives. Well, that’s him for you….super strong and fast. He wouldn’t let anyone hurt me… not when he is around.

- Jimboy Jimboy/Mana: 90/100 the zombie hand suddenly flick like a clutching move in a dance battle and because of this sudden halt Jimboy immediately stab its brain through its eye then he kick its body to David David catch and suddenly use of his skill! "TRYDAMERE SPIN!"- David DAVID/MANA: 80/100 and like a small cyclone David swing the zombie and made it hit the approaching one's with the sudden push of the zombies, Jestino won't let the chance slip and immediately slit one of the zombie's neck blood gush but no one cares as if they already accept it but with one of the zombie pushed 1meter away it attracts the remaining zombie

As he reached it, a deafening explosions erupted around him, and they threw him 100 feet before everything went black. The battle was over. The dead bodies of Hoh warriors littered the ground. Kalaloch warriors were helping the injured and collecting the dead. It resulted in the deaths of three Kalaloch warriors and the injuries of several others. Ryder favored a gash on his side as he surveyed the damage. Duncan was barking orders and searching the scene for Vex’s dead body. He caught sight of Ari’s singed and still form. Rushing over, he was relieved to find he was still breathing, but he was unconscious. Ari had burns on his arms and hips, and hunched over awkwardly. Initially, he was con

I could sense that Alpha Damon is scared, but he didn't make it obvious— but he continues to work with Alpha Brian head to head while I fight against his Beta. Damon overpowered Brian, and pushed him to the floor. He was about to give him a death punch but Aurelia was quick to stab him from the back. He groaned out in pain before pushing her away. He turned to her, and flinged her away across the field, causing her to hit her head on the rock.

Kyle stood perfectly still in the doorway, watching the bloodshed with cold satisfaction. This wasn’t an ambush. This was a theater. “Damon!” I shouted. “They’re here for me!” “No,” he snarled, grabbing me by the waist, his silver eyes glowing like molten steel. “They’re here to die.” The fight blurred. Damon tore through men like a storm given flesh, his claws wet with blood. Gemma and Sera fought back-to-back, blades flashing. Rowan, pale but standing, loosed a knife that pinned an archer’s throat to the wall.

“Cain, keep the others back! She’s mine.” Cain hesitated for a heartbeat but obeyed, rallying the remaining forces to hold the line. Dorian charged at Vendetta, his claws glowing with golden energy as he unleashed a flurry of strikes. Vendetta countered effortlessly, her movements fluid and unyielding. Their battle was a clash of light and darkness, each strike reverberating through the forest.

The blonde patted his friend's back. As the committee called his name and his opponent's, he walked to the arena with a calm thought. He had seen three battles with fire benders as the participants, so he had some references. He had to thank Darrion too for the information on his opponent. The committee sent the signal, and the fight started. Right when they shouted 'Start!', Amano shot a thick napalm from his palm. Jai instantly dodged to the right, and Amano took this chance to raise a firewall heading to Jai's right.

Banners of the lion and banners of the wolf clashed in the streets, gunfire echoing through the city like church bells of death. Adriana watched from the balcony as Damian descended into the chaos, his men at his side. His wolf’s rage had been unchained, and he met Marco’s lion-hearted loyalists head-on. The battle was a storm of blood and bullets. Damian moved like fire itself—every shot precise, every strike fueled by both vengeance and sorrow. He didn’t just fight to win. He fought to erase the lion’s shadow once and for all. Hours later, silence fell. Smoke drifted across the streets, bodies littered like broken promises.

“What happened? What about the others?” The nurse pulled up a stool, her hands folding in her lap as she met my gaze. “King Damon and King Damian fought like demons, my lady. They eradicated the remaining Bio-Lycans, every last one of those twisted beasts. I heard the reports from the field medics. King Damon took a claw to the shoulder protecting a squad, but he kept going while King Damian led the charge into their dens, ripping through them with those twin blades of his. Once victory was secured, they rallied the surviving troops and marched straight to Kael’s headquarters.”

The AK-47 that shot me. Damon doesn't hesitate. He targets him from afar. Aims. Fires. The gunshot hits him by the forehead. The killer falls. Damon stands there. Watching, breathing and bleeding. All at once. And then he runs back. Back to me. --- The night stretches into morning. The battle is over. Even if we didn't win it. We won the fight. But we lost the war. We're retreating. Zara's men are dead. Fourteen of them. Good men. Brave men. Men who died for me.