Burf Victorious の小説・ストーリー

Gu Hei completed in a low voice; he was no fool, he was trained as the successor by his father and only needed a slight nudge. Many hours ago, back at the border, everyone, the forces of Hal from Worthington and Zador, the forces of Oria from Herrington and Weatherton and the forces of Barr from Warringal sat around the campfire to celebrate their victory. “We owe this victory to our dear friend, Uzi and cousin Farris.” Elias raised his cup to toast the duo who were sitting around the table with them. “And Commander Talbot.” Humphrey added as he raised his cup with a cheeky smile. He knew why his brother didn’t include Madeline in the mix, but he had to add a bit of his mischief into the mix

Rolf strained hopelessly against the attack, attempting to defend himself. "I....won't....lose!" Raff hissed in between strikes, defying Rolf's meager resistance. Rolf's damaged face bled, soaking the soil under them. "And that's what we call bravery and victory," Seraphine said from the audience as he applauded her son for defeating Raff. Her tribes immediately erupted in joy, hailing Raff the victor. Rolf lay immobile on the floor, moaning in anguish while Raff triumphantly stood above him.

Exhausted but victorious, the god destroyers stood over their fallen opponent, their demonic smiles now tinged with a hint of respect for the young werewolf's unwavering courage. As the dust settled, Julius and Anthon emerged triumphant, their victory a testament to their superior skills and experience. Allan, though defeated, had proven himself a worthy adversary, his raw power and unwavering spirit a testament to his potential as a future leader. The battle had etched its mark upon the Shunin village, forever scarred by the clash of titans, yet it had also forged a tale of courage, resilience, and the unwavering spirit of a young werewolf prodigy.

I mumble and Mo nods. "Thank you, Commander Burk," the announcer says and Burk waves one more time before jogging back toward our holding area. "Next up, Commander Garlof of Cok. Commander Garlof defeated and conquered a Rusckods base with only seven soldiers. All seven of his team survived and upon returning recommended their Commander for the Harvest," the announcer says as Garlof jogs out with his arm up. Burk returns to the holding area right as the crowd goes crazy for Garlof.

But alive. The King approached. Also in human form now. "Is he gone?" "Yes," Aurora said. Her voice was weak but certain. "Completely. There's nothing left to resurrect." A cheer went up. Starting with one wolf, then spreading. Until every pack on the battlefield was howling in victory. We'd won. Not because we were the strongest. But because we'd stood together. Alpha Damian helped me to my feet. Keith helped Aurora. "Thank you," I said. Not just to them. To everyone. "All of you. We couldn't have done this alone."

After years of hunting down the criminal who rendered me paralyzed, I can bury the consuming blood-curling vengeance in my heart, because of this major accomplishment. It was a stunning victory with a massive flanking maneuver. It is impossible to overstate the bravery and risk-taking displayed in the development and implementation of this strategy. The werebears were bamboozled when our backup convoy enveloped them. From a tactical and operational standpoint, we persevered in triumph even though we lost some warriors.