Chained Soldier Nei Novels & Stories

That is why I have created, trained all Aeternum Soldiers to be steel hearted and decisive as always, thanks to these they did not see these actions as dirty at all, but rather they see these as a genius planning to ensure perfect victory and a means to accomplished their duty no matter what. “Perimeters is still secure…Stammler City Assault Squads is breaching the Merchant Guilds Compound….Outside Perimeter clear…Ground Floor entering…combat ensues…ground floor secured, covert status still maintained…Squad 1 Moving towards the first floor and Squad 2 Moving towards basements…”.(First Lieutenant Chiyou)

The chain looped around Maximus's neck, dragging him forcefully to the cold stone floor. In that chaotic moment, the clash of swords, the clangor of armor, and the cries of both allegiance and rebellion echoed through the grand chamber. Maximus, despite the chains that bound him, fought to free himself with a vigor that seemed to defy the laws of physics. His allies, rallying to his side, aided in the struggle against the soldiers who remained loyal to King Gaius. With a mighty heave, Maximus broke free from the constricting chain, rising to his feet with a newfound determination. His eyes blazed with a fierce resolve, and he faced the soldiers who dared to challenge his quest for freedom.

Tumawa lang siya at naglakad na kami papunta roon. Pagkalapit namin sa may pinto ay nanlaki ang mata ng mga guwardiya at umayos sa kanilang mga puwesto. May isa namang napatakbo sa loob ng gusali at ilang minuto ang lumipas at kasama na nito ang supervisor ng branch na ito pagkalabas. "Good afternoon Sir Thorn," bati nito kay Thorn. Tumango lang ito. Siniko ko naman siya kaya napatingin siya sa akin.

“That’s enough. I’ll bring you back to the dungeon . . . W-wait, they’ve escaped!” Too late for these two foolish soldiers, Chen quickly waves his hands in front of him that would place his both hands in ‘x’ form while his fingers are close. The two soldiers were now out of life. Bloods are everywhere. Some of it are stain on the walls and some of it are flowing from their body that was perfectly divided in between from their anus run thru in the middle of their eyes and onto the top of their heads. “You’re like an animal, Chen.” Keiynan suddenly appeared from Chen’s back while hiding his hand to his back.

Noir drove back to the Lycantroops’ branch in Kiyoto. After driving for less than ten minutes... “Wolf King! You must speak up for us soldiers—” Suddenly, a wheelchair rolled out from the side. An injured soldier wearing a tattered military uniform with one arm and leg missing fell to the ground, crying loudly. Noir immediately stopped the car. Andrius got out of the car and helped the disabled soldier up, saying, “What happened? Tell me slowly. I won’t be lenient as long as it concerns the soldiers’ interests.”

Rhylent commanded. Chasm did as Rhylent bid him, and Rhylent used four tentacles to unlock the weights from his legs. He unsnapped the security strap, and with his Dagerstanteen strength, the alien pulled…hard. "Necker," Chasm screamed as blood gushed to the floor. The pain was incredible. For a second, he thought his knees had been dipped in boiling sand. Though he fought the agony, Chasm sobbed. Tears ran down his face unchecked. He hated showing his master how much or how little he could take. They only ever used that information against him.

With his sword in his hand, he searched again and slowly returned to his gaze, pushed his door aside and got into his house which was quiet and dark. Carefully, he dropped his helmet on a wooden table and let out another tiring sigh. With his hands, he searched for a match box, soon, he found one and at once, he lit the candle stand next to his favorite armchair. Yomina walked towards a cabinet and picked up a bottle of beer. With tired muscles of the day, he sat on his armchair and twisted his neck, the sound of cracking bones filled the room. He has been a soldier for so many years, his ruthlessness and no human nature has earned him title of the most brutal soldier of Anedo as he is deter

A deep, low rumble not spoken by his mouth, but by his wolf. The word wasn’t a sound. It was a command. Enough. The chain’s light changed. The runes shuddered; from beneath the stone, tiny cracks shot outward. The soldiers staggered back; Kian’s hand trembled. “What the hell—?” he shouted, but it was already too late. The light didn’t fade; it burst. For a heartbeat everything turned blue—sharp, cold blue like the sky before a storm. The chain snapped. Metal hit the floor with a hiss and went still.

“What is it saying?” I shook my head. “Nothing I plan on listening to.” But even to my own ears, it sounded thin. We kept walking, but the air was wrong. Too still. And then I noticed the soldier ahead of us. He was standing in the middle of the hallway, unmoving, head tilted slightly like he was listening to something only he could hear. When we got closer, I saw his eyes—silver, glowing faintly. “Cassian,” I murmured. He’d already seen it. His sword was half out before the soldier lunged.

Staring back at her from the screen was her good friend, Oscar. “Hey.” She said with a smile. “Hello.” He replied. She noticed he wore black singlets, with his dog tag on, which indicated he was on an army base somewhere. “Where are you?” She asked. “Syria. My tour will be ending in two weeks.” There was poor network connection for a few seconds which muted the screen. Then Oscar’s voice came on again. “…me?” “What did you say?” She asked. “I got your text last night. You missing me?”