Bramble The Mountain King Characters Novels & Stories

Adrian said finally. Vaelreth seemed intrigued. “No?” “I hate monsters.” The king’s brow lifted slightly. “And what do you consider a monster?” Adrian met his gaze. “Anyone who enjoys hurting the weak.” For a moment neither of them spoke. Then something strange happened. The Demon King laughed. Not loudly. Not mockingly. Just a quiet, genuine sound of amusement. “That,” Vaelreth said softly, “is an unexpectedly noble answer from a man who kills for a living.”

Logan turned to Susanna and held his hand out, she took it and smiled at the king, offering him a curtsy before the king nodded in her direction and left curtly, leaving three confused shifters behind. He didn't want to leave the castle now; he had finally found her, and he was heading out to battle. He went to find Bram; the man had a lot of explaining to do. Bram was brushing his horse and getting the saddle ready when the king strode into the barn, his footsteps heavy as he sought out the dragon. "You could have told me she was here," he barked at the confused dragon. Bram recovered quickly and smirked. There was no one else in the barn so he spoke freely, "I tried, you were too preoccupi

Just at that moment, the man that abducted Debra and Shentel walked forward and said to the general in black armor respectfully, “Your Majesty, when I crossed over to the Chaotic Mountain Range earlier to investigate the situation there, I found these two women.” The general in black armor was the current Raksasa King and also the greatest King in generations. The Raksasa King nodded and looked at the man as he said, “What is the situation of the Chaotic Mountain Range?” His tone was subtle, but his eyes were burning. A few thousand years ago, the Raksasa Tribe could not overcome the huge dangers of the Chaotic Mountain Range. Only in the past ten years had the tribe become stronger and were

If I was caught up to speed enough in the moment or so I had been listening, it was because they had two very different ideas of what the prophecy meant. Bram’s voice resounded down the hall, reaching a pitch I had not heard from him before. Truthfully, I didn’t know he even knew how to raise his voice prior to his attack on the King yesterday. Blair’s responses were just as heated, but with that signature feminine screech. “I’m just saying, I don’t see the point of putting them through the ringer like this,” Bram snapped. “He is my friend, and if he can cut his losses sooner rather than later, it will be for the best.”

We had been riding through the day, the mountain so near not believing I was going back there. The king jumped on it, running up as if it was nothing. He had no care in the world, just jumping up from rock to rock, leaving many tumbling down after us. I stared back at them, nearly dying seeing how far off we were from the flat surface. The king was not scared, slipping now and again but coming back stronger. He was sly and quick with his movements, also soft even though he was tearing through the mountain. I watched a rock shutter down, my head tipping further the way we came and a saw a grey wolf tear its way through the flat land not far off. It had me feel better that Brum was near incase

The steeps and sides were not flourished, although the four of them stood at the bottom of the mountain, a plain large dry field, they saw how the immersive mountains were. The warm afternoon breeze blew across the dry mountains bringing chills to each of them. Khloe stood upright and panting heavily due to the portal crossing. The veins visible showed on the King's head, his face was as pale as the dead. "John!" Khloe called. Distress was marked on her face as she ran to hug him. Butt raised his head up and coughed mildly before asking "Where am I?"

It was my loss. "Really? What's its name?" "Child of the Mountain." Amara's eyes sparkled with interest before dimming slightly. Hmph, it's not that impressive. Amara hummed."Hmmm...what is that about?" Arima-san opened and closed her mouth perhaps mentally summarizing the plot in her head. "Surpassing amazing parents." Amara clapped her hands together, her eyes twinkling. "Ah! So... the parents are the mountains? I see, that sounds like a good read."

Every time he moved his arms, everyone could feel the wave of wind coming from them. "Nether Goatman," Barry said in a low voice. "Does a strange creature like that really exist?" Walter was astonished as well. He was a monster who had seen and heard a lot. When he was the king of the mountain back then, many of his subordinates came in the form of various strange monsters. However, he had never seen a creature as strange as this. "Is he a Sky Demon?" Mia felt like it was not an enemy, as the Nether Goatman did not try to attack them.

Before Lucas even spoke a word, one of the Mountain Owners exasperatedly got up from his chair. He glared at Lucas before roaring at him, "Lucas, it’s clear you're here at Sword Ancestry just for the Yellow Emperor Sword, right?!" "Don't go running your mouth that wildly, Morgan!" Camden quickly roared at Morgan. Morgan was one of the Mountain Owners amongst the Ten Mountain Owners who is also known as the Fiery Flame Sword Owner. His abilities were at the level of a Rank 1 Chosen Celestial Being.

With his great axe, he attempted to hit his Majesty, but the prince mountain fire techniques were on display. The emperor struck the mountain, which quickly craked and opened to capture Baba, but as a mature fighter, he also struck the same mountain, which promptly craked and opened to engulf the two of them into the mountain. They were plummeting while the mountain crak continued. It was pointless for them to strike. It was impossible to stack the divine mode of Prince in the mountain, so it had to make room for him to pass. Smoke made it difficult to breathe, yet the Prince's heavenly mode couldn't be affected.