Black Arm Gang Osrs Novels & Stories

Slashed deep into the skin beside the dead boy's mouth was a crude, jagged symbol. My throat went entirely dry. A gang did this? "The Black Reapers are ruthless," someone else murmured. "It's insane. I heard their leader actually goes to school here. Riven Rykerthrone." I closed my eyes, the world tilting beneath my feet. I was so incredibly screwed.

“You? The leading monk burst into laughter. “We’re no easy targets. I’ll tell you that! “Since you know the Oeus Temple, then you should know that we’re best at simultaneous attacks! “Even if you’re a God of War, we have the strength to take you down!” The group of monks laughed their stomachs off with disdain showing on their faces. All of them were Kings of Arms with all sorts of medicine Evermore gave them. Their skin was already as hard as steel. Why would they be scared of a small fry like Harvey?

He was the town leader but he preferred to wait at the bar. There was no time for small talk. "Do you know who is behind this attack?" I asked. "Sources tell me it is a gang that has been around for a while, Call themselves the Black River Gang," The bartender answered

Like they could lift her up with a finger. These people were not her match. She was just thinking when she noticed the tattoo drawn on the wrist of one of the men. It was a drawing of a dragon's head chained inside a flaming ring. Her eyes filled with recognition and she almost gasped but she kept it down thankfully, not allowing the fear to completely seize her. These people belonged to one of the most notorious gangs. S-rank first class killers from the dragon's ring. Whoever they've set their eyes on, they take. They make no mistakes.

The Mercenaries’ Guild had even compiled a dedicated bestiary, indispensable to adventurers. The Blackarmored Boar was no easy opponent. Thick-skinned and heavily built, it could achieve terrifying speed in a full charge. Though it possessed no spell-like abilities, its lethality was not to be underestimated. “Smear this across your chest,” Instructor Beff said, tossing him a black pill. Logo did as instructed. Crushing the pill between his fingers, he rubbed the substance onto his chest.

"Anyone who touches Alpha Derek is completely dead!" The loud shout is followed by the sudden arrival of over two hundred huge warriors in black armor, all heavily armed with claws and blades, quickly surrounding the entire Blackfang rogue crew. Rocco turns around fast, his face twisting with deep frustration. "Mr. Stilinski! Why is the Crescent Ridge Territory showing up in such massive force on this border?" With his top Beta wolves flanking his sides, Stiles Stilinski walks proudly out of the crowd. He completely ignores Rocco's face as his boots approach my frame.

If Rayna wanted to flirt, she could, but I wouldn’t be hiding behind him this time. Hunter’s Range Rover purred beneath us as we sped down the quiet road, the city blurring past. He didn’t talk much during the drive, his hands gripping the wheel tightly, his jaw set. As we pulled into the compound, the air around us seemed to shift. The gang’s headquarters was housed in a converted warehouse dark glass, steel walls, and rows of matte-black motorcycles and high-end cars lining the lot. Armed men stood at the gates, giving curt nods as Hunter passed.

“Alright. Lance you and Dylan take the two alive rogues to the barn. Randy take the rest, patrol the area, make sure there are no more.” “Yes Alpha.” they all ring out in unison and disperse. Armi and I are left there with the dead rogues. We wait and watch as they shift back, then search the dead bodies. We flip over a couple and check them thoroughly. Sure enough, Lance was right. “There are Silver Rock warrior tattoos on each one of them.” Armi says through gritted teeth. “Not a bad play, they even smelled like rogues. They all have.” I voice. “Can’t argue with that,, unfortunately.”

The armies in the other clans' region also did the same. They shared their military force so that they could cover the weaknesses of the other clans with their strength united. The commander of this army was a shark man with grey skin. His hair was short and swayed around in the current. His muscles were toned and showed strength. His hands and feet were webbed and he also had a large fin on his back. His black armour with blue edges only covered his torso and crotch area. His shark skin was tough so he didn't really need the armour. His name was Afro Joss.

They had been in Glorious Sun for so long, so they naturally knew Dark Sun’s ability. This group was the underground gangsters in Glorious Sun, and they were very powerful. Even if other groups gathered, they were not as strong as Dark Sun. in Glorious Sun, offending Dark Sun meant offending the Grim Reaper. They would not stay alive. Burning Beard also dared not be careless. He threw the cigarette away, ran over, and said with an embarrassed expression, “Boss Bear, you’re finally here. I’m being bullied by an outsider so miserably. You have to help me!”