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In his bewilderment Breaker had forgotten that he too had his own troubles to deal with. “Have you forgotten about me? Now that’s not very nice, is it?” Abe appeared next to Breaker like a shadow and struck out his foot. In order to be as discrete as possible, the young prince restrained himself and didn’t use his sword. Breaker was quick enough to bring his hammer before him. And the large weapon absorbed most of the energy behind Abe’s kick. But this was just a start to something bigger. For Abe had learned one of Mane’s most iconic moves from the Supreme himself. And he had elevated his understanding of the skill in the past 6 months. And this skill was Extreme Burst! Abe was capable of e

' I said slightly annoyed as I dodged the ancients ones next attack. I slid on my knee cutting the ancient ones Achilles tendon just behind his ankle. He fell on to his knee unable to support his weight anymore. I cut the other one as well, jumping on his back and grabbing his arms. An elf was beside me in seconds binding him to the ground below us. The elf backed away again as another ancient one found me.

Chase sneered dismissively. Golden light burst forth from his body, shining like a radiant star. As he wielded his golden spear, Chase swept it across the ghostly swarm in a move that generated a violent gust, scattering the ghostly entities. His hands moved swiftly, forming intricate seals. Two streams of true energy intertwined and coalesced into a spiraling drill. "Break!" Chase roared, channeling his energy into the drill and slamming it into Achilles' forehead. Achilles' skull exploded instantly, his body collapsing lifelessly as his head separated from his torso.

“The Ascendants are back. We’re never leaving this level.” Achilles lets out a low whistle. “Shit. Alright, then.” My stomach twists. “What level?” Achilles doesn’t answer. Instead, he rolls up his sleeve, revealing his forearm. His right hand shifts—his fingers elongating, nails sharpening into curved claws. Then, without hesitation, he drags his claws across his wrist. A clean, precise cut. Blood wells instantly. I lurch forward, alarmed. “What the hell—” Valentine catches my wrist before I can stop him. “Watch.”

His lips parted to say something but before he could utter a word, the shrilling sound of an arrow broke the silence. Due to his fast reflexes, he was able to dodge the arrow from hitting his chest but it still met him on his left shoulder. I looked up and saw Dexter with an arrow in his hands. But the most pronounced thing I saw was his jealousy and anger. When I took my gaze off the vexing Dexter, I noticed that the Ripper was no where in sight. He had escaped but without his bike. My legs shook terribly as I took tentative steps towards the bike. It looked exactly the same like Adam’s bike. It even had matching tires and similar scratches but I still didn’t want to believe that all these

Wait, why does he look like a real berserker? Jeje flies through the sky by boosted by the fire igniting on his back like a real Gundam. He flies tearing the wing with his piercing hand and flies back tearing it again. He keeps doing that that Ahol wings are full of holes. Buriko beats the Tasmanian Devil with his ax in rampaging mode. Why does he really resemble Heracles?!

They wanted me alive, but they didn't care if I was broken. Leo and Ace didn't wait for my command. They moved like a single organism. Leo channeled the resonance of the ship, making the floor beneath the guards ripple like water. As they stumbled, Ace lunged, his small body hitting with the force of a full-grown wolf. He didn't use claws; he used his Kinetic Burst, a power he had inherited from the Silver Line, to knock the weapons from their hands. It was a "face-slap" to the Southern tradition. These men had trained for decades to fight Alphas, but they had no defense against the raw, unpredictable power of the Triplets.

I ran faster until I saw a figure approaching Aeon from behind. Achilles! Achilles jumped forward, holding a silver dagger, to an oblivious Aeon, who was still clutching his mate. "No!" I bellowed, shaking the earth as I launched forward into Achilles, but at the same moment, another growl came out of nowhere. Argon’s body was flying in the air in the direction where Aeon was. And before I could grab Achilles, his hand had already gone down - his silver dagger piercing into someone’s heart as blood splattered all over his face.

Thora told her with a look of loathing. “ A shame, truly,” Aralu said, her words drenched in sarcasm. She looked past Arai and locked eyes with Acacius. “ And what say you, handsome lad? Are you willing to fight alongside a member of a royal Ishtar house?” Acacius looked at the giant centipede and slowly nodded, activating his Ryuijin. “ You two can fight as a team. I’ll fight with Thora,” Arai said, activating her Tribal Trait. Thora grumbled as her Kumoijin replaced her normal eyes. Aralu noticed the Abnormals, each awakening their Tribal Traits, and smirked.