Battle Beast Vs Omni Man Novels & Stories

the driver asked. “In the Light Bar,” Aisha responded. She thinks she might go to the bar and need a drink to forget what happened a while ago. “I will fucking kill that girl with your husband, Aisha! I will fucking kill her! How are they making you cry, and that asshole! How dare he hurts you?!” Kai—her wolf, was understandably more aggressive than usual. Aisha held onto her chest; she could still hear the loud beating of her heart; Kai was about to go and take over her body, “Calm down, Kai. I settled that already; keep quiet,”

Before Dominic could step forward, a massive, black-iron battle axe swung through the fog, smashing into the stone pillar right above Regnar's head with a shower of deadly sparks. Out from the mist strode the leader of the heavy division a monstrous, scarred bear Beastkin named Vane. He stood over seven feet tall, his massive torso covered in thick leather armor and heavy iron plates. His dark, wild eyes locked onto Dominic, a malicious, guttural laugh escaping his throat.

Its black, spiked body rippled with dark energy, and its glowing eyes locked onto him with predatory hunger. “Survive,” Malrik ordered, stepping back into the shadows. “And show me you’re more than a scout. Prove to me that you’re the First Soldier.” The beast roared, charging at Bruce with terrifying speed. Bruce didn’t flinch. He shifted instantly, his wolf form springing forward to meet the creature head-on. Their clash was a blur of claws, teeth, and raw power. The beast’s strength was overwhelming, but Bruce’s agility allowed him to dodge its attacks, each movement calculated and precise.

“Hold your horses. Remember our objective okay? Just as many as you can. If anyone strong comes along, you bail. Got it?” “Yeah, yeah. Got it! Now let me go please~” Crymillia made a cute face to convince her older brother. Bilgrae sighed and let her go. “Yeay!” And Crymillia immediately flew away fast. “What a troublesome sister.” Bilgrae also began to move. Unlike Crymillia, he was incapable of flight. So he could only run to his destination. ….. Omni Capital. With Oran’s, the mossy green giant ape, help, the Omni Army was able to push back the enemy. Oran was taking down the giant snakes one after another while the army finished off the other monsters.

The offender ranted. Beaumont threw the merchant into a glass shelf and descended upon the elder. As he threw his fists, his inner beast grew thirsty. The thought of someone touching the omega drove him mad- it irked Luca to the core. He nearly bit the man's head off when he shifted into his beast form.

Defeating and killing were two very different concepts, and the beastmen were learning that lesson the hard way. An elite beastman could hold their own against two or even three elite human warriors, but that did not equate to an easy victory. More often than not, such confrontations would end in a stalemate, with neither side able to gain the upper hand. The beastmen's superior strength was offset by the humans' cunning and adaptability.

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

No, this was about losing something that he thought he owned. Drake growled, and Samantha turned her head sharply in his direction. "All right, My Beast, don't start breathing fire. Cool heads need to prevail here." "Your Beast, huh?" Drake smirked. "Yeah. You're name is Drake. That's a dragon, you sounded like your were about to roar, you were definitely growling, I think if you get mad enough, you might just breathe fire. So, My Beast." Vulcan watched this by-play with a great deal of humor. The woman shouldn't know his friend that well. But, it seemed that she did, indeed know him, and know him well.

For a few seconds he was utterly confused and shocked that the beast didn't make any move on him and the moment he almost sighed in relief, he was faced with terrible pain. A loud wail left his throat when the back of his neck got caught by a large palm tightly holding it. His body jerked back in one go making him scream out at how powerful the force was, even though the beast only held him to turn him back to face him but even the slightest force he used was too much for an omega as an omega didn't hold 1 percent of the strength that the hybrid like him had.

However, I dared not underestimate him, especially since one of his companions had thrown my beta guard aside with astonishing strength, something considered impossible. He transformed into a wolf and lunged at me while my guard swiftly intervened. The two of them tumbled to the ground, engaged in a fierce battle that resulted in the destruction of furniture. Taking advantage of the distraction, the other Omega seized the opportunity. He, too, shifted into a wolf and charged toward me, causing me to flinch in response.