Bravely Default 2 Bosses Novels & Stories

Timmy Stormblood steps forward and unsheathes Confessor's End, "Always by your side, Red." "Tommick?" Tommick runs his hand down his hair and says, "I will gladly die for you my beautiful goddess. Let's us make a flashy entrance." With that Revnesolena (five hundred thousand perus), Timmy (two hundred thousand perus), Billy (one hundred and fifty thousand perus) and Tommick (one hundred thousand perus) took their stand against two Commanders each worth one billion perus. (Call it foolishness or call it bravery, your choice.)

Ren didn't waste his sniper ammunition, providing cover fire with his spectral pistol. They reached the central chamber. It was a circular arena surrounded by a moat of bubbling digital lava. In the center, chained to a massive anvil, stood the Boss. BOSS DETECTED: THE FORGE MASTER. LEVEL: 45 (ELITE). HP: 25,000 / 25,000. It was a towering monstrosity of black iron and glowing brass, fifteen feet tall. Its right arm was a massive pneumatic press, and its left was a rotary saw blade that sparked against the floor. Its chest cavity burned with a white-hot digital furnace.

Everything went black for half a second. Then my eyes opened again. Fuck!!! My bones were moving and rearranging themselves as I began healing. I watched in rage as my twisted body slowly fixed itself. But the pain stayed. I slammed my fist into the ground in frustration. "No!" Footsteps rushed toward me. "Boss!" Rowe dropped beside me breathing hard. "What the hell are you doing?!" I grabbed the front of his shirt violently. "I need to die." Rowe froze. "I need to die now." His face paled immediately. Then suddenly his eyes widened.

Little T and Coin were sprawled out in the hallway leading to the office. Bulletholes riddled the walls, the liquor bottles behind the bar all shot to hell. Jake stepped over Nitro’s body, the anger raging in his veins. They’d been good men, all of them. Michelle had been their first lady, a woman that had always smiled and looked after all of them. He was beyond pissed off. He was ready to go to war. He pushed the office door open and clenched his fists. ‘Now we’ll take what is ours.’ It was sprawled on a piece of paper on Bandit’s desk. There were only two MC’s that wanted what the Warriors had. The Reapers and the Dogs. One of them attacked the clubhouse. Or both of them.

I smashed the bottle over his head, and he reflexively let go of Willow, raising his hands to cover his head. The flying shards cut his fingers, and he turned to look at me with murderous intent in his eyes. This look was one I had seen before. Before he could react, I kicked him into a corner and hid Willow behind me. Curled in the corner, Sean glared at me viciously. "Shane! Are you seeking revenge? You think you can beat me?" I ignored his taunts and said, "Willow is innocent. You shouldn't hurt her." Sean sneered. "Innocent? If you're doing well, it means she's not innocent! Why should you be doing well?"

“Start by making sure Amaya's father doesn't get a surprise gift from the guy.” “The bastard shot me, so I guess it's time to pay him back.” “This time, I want enough bodies to make sure he disappears completely,” Luc said. My lips curled into a faint smile. Luc had been butting into my business to “minimize” the casualties. But now, he was encouraging me. It would just be a shame to let him down. “You have my word, Luc.” “No.” He shook his head. “I don't need your word. I need his head. And if he manages to slip away from death again, that American girl is the first to leave. That's final.”

Bacchus answered. “Why?” I asked again. “WHY?! YOU’RE ASKING WHY?! HE KILLED OUR BROTHERS! HE DESERVES TO DIE!” Pegasus shouted again. Bacchus just look at him and he shut up. I sighed. “Black Dragon just fought back. It was one versus many.” I quietly said. “It wasn’t his fault that your members are no match to him.” “Exactly. That’s why Boss is angry. He killed them all without being shot even once.” Bacchus bitterly answered.

He looks at me confused and a little angry before saying, “The boss wants your mate… We know you have her and that you have claimed her, but the Boss can rectify that once she is in his possession.” “Who is this, Boss? And who are you?” “The Boss is the Boss… My name is Myles.” “Well Myles, as you can see, my mate is not here… So how about you take your dogs and leave the territory before we have to make you.” I quickly link Zaire, “Is backup coming?” “Yes, Alpha. We will be surrounded by our warriors within the next few minutes.” “Good, they are to capture, not kill, unless they have no other choice.”

"We have to kill a boss first to do that." "I thought it was the boss?" Ryan shifted closer. Trisha couldn't help but take notice of his closeness and the warmth that radiated off her body as he did so. He leaned over her now his cheek pressed against her shoulder as he studied her screen. "The Dragicorn is more like a special boss. The dungeon boss can be fought daily but on certain days is harder than usual." She gave a thin smile. "Any guess what kind of day it is today?" "I'm more interested in tomorrow," Ryan's calm response once more grabbed her attention.

Katie asked about our greatest obstacle in the upcoming battle: Aurelius and his six commanders. “Chief Bess and I are the only veteran elites left from our side,” Raja groaned. “Last night’s raid did draw Lady Marseille and Deborah away. And Wilt….” He paused, not wanting to speak further. “Aren’t you a war brave, Mr. Raja?” Zeki asked. “Surely you are on par with their king.” He blinked. “In a one-on-one duel, I think I can.” His voice tinted with doubt. “Chief Bess can handle one enemy commander. Chief Perry and all the top fighters from different guilds would take on the rest in teams.”