Brave Frontier Stats Novels & Stories

The stats shown made Rain’s eyes widen comically large. Name: Matthew Dragunov Age: 18 Race: Human Rank: Rookie (135,400/100,000) Height: 178 cm Weight: 71.5 kg MP: 30,300 AP: 5,057,000 Just the base stats were incredibly high. Rain remembered his own stats on his Hunter tag. Name: Rain Goldlight Age: 590 Race: Elf Rank: Ace (5,000,000/5,000,000) Height: 185 cm

I openly disagree with Max, flipping through my law book this time 'round, not really paying any attention to what I'm reading, "she's hotter." I really should be studying. If I fail, it's on Bell and Max. Bell swats me on the chest, now enraged. "Screw you guys," she frowns before switching on the TV in an attempt to distract herself from the situation. She ends up on the sports channel, the channel Max usually watches. "O.M.G.! That's BroJay's car!" Troy shouts in giddiness, deafening me in the process. "Because it is Jay driving it," I answer casually, used to seeing him race on TV. He's making quite the name for himself. As far as I know, he's been in Formula 1 for the last year or so.

“No one let her leave the office.” “Yes, Alpha.” “Dimitri…” I closed the door before she could say another word because I knew that she was just going to try and convince me out of it and if she spoke a little more I was going to step back. But this was my pack and I was not going to allow a bunch of rogues to cross my borders. ******************************** By the time I reached the western border, nearly fifty of my warriors were already assembled. Across the clearance stood another group. They were ragged, scarred, hungry and they were rogues…

But the difference in strength made all my try meaningless. Daniel is using more and more strength, and my hand is starting to shake because of the pain. I thought for sure my arm would break. This is the first time I've been exposed to this kind of rough treatment. Daniel let out and shoved my hand aside. My body wobbled because I suddenly lost my balance. I held my trembling wrist while watching Daniel's back. I looked down at my wrist, bruises were also starting to appear. Even though he didn't know what happened, it made Daniel so angry. But the person standing in front of me now and the person I saw the night before. Not sure if it's the same person or not?

Mom didn't like me, nor did the other kids. Whenever it came time to split into groups, no one ever chose me. So I wouldn't want to play anymore and wanted to go home. Yet Mom would still press me down and send me back to the line. "You only know how to shrink back like a mouse. If you learn to be like Freya, someone will choose you!" I stood all alone under the tree. Tyler proactively walked over. "I'll be in a group with you." However, when Freya's partner left, he still ran over to find Freya.

Merlina's P.O.V I exit the forest, limping on my right ankle as it endured so much pain from falling on rocks and being stabbed by branches. Based on the amount of time I've been running, it seems like it's safe to come out the forest now. I drag my body out of the dark, dead woods as I see a sports car sitting along the road. A smile spreads across my face as I think of freedom and the help I could receive. I walk closer to the car trying the get some help to take me to calabasas but the closer I get to the car the more clear I can see the faces.

I ask, referring to the old man's son. "We buried him. Somewhere he can't ever be found. You don't have to worry boss. Things are under control." It's good they are. Thanks to Seth, we have been doing good. He's smart, bold and more than enough for my gang. He's one of my men but outstanding from the rest. We make a good cooperation and together, we've been able to archive alot and destroy alot. "Ok, that's good." I nod again and turn to walk out of my room.

23% ------ Rank 7 - Clan Gaia (189.01 B) Change - 5.4 B | -23.23% ------ Rank 8 - Sun Eagles (188.39 B) Change - 3.9 B | +7.23% ------ Rank 9 - Nefarious Legacy (187.22 B) Change - 3.1 B | -1.23% ------ Rank 10 - Bone Wolves (180.39 B ) Change - 1.1 B | -15.23%

Carissa followed Rafael on horseback, glancing at the campfires spaced every few steps. Her heart sank at what she observed. The Southern Frontier originally had three hundred thousand soldiers, with another hundred thousand seconded from Victory Pass, totaling four hundred thousand soldiers. From her observations, however, not even half of those numbers were left. Rafael had marched through twenty-three cities, reclaiming all but two. It was clear many soldiers had sacrificed their lives. Outside the command tent, vanguards and lieutenants stood on either side. Their armor was worn, their faces weather-beaten, and their beards unkempt.

Even so, Frederick prided himself on separating personal grievances from matters of greater importance. Jealousy and old wounds could wait. "The Obsidian Monarch now commands the Northern Frontier. He has three hundred thousand soldiers on record, and no one knows how many unofficial troops are under his control. What we do know is that the entire region now answers to him. "That place is vast and shrouded in mystery. Neither you nor I truly understand the full extent of it. The Southern Frontier battle was already a nightmare. But the Northern Frontier? It's ten times more perilous. And yet, he managed to reclaim it all."