Danmachi Captured By Freya At The Beginning Novels & Stories

Four warriors were rushing towards her; they were in the back corner of the packhouse, and no one had crossed this area or found them due to the sudden attack. "Oh, look! Your devoted subjects have arrived!" Malcolm sneered. "Get the hell away from her!" As they drew their swords, the warrior growled. "How come I didn't find that even remotely threatening?" Malcolm shook his head and crossed his arms. He glanced at Freya, who stood up and nodded. The warrior charged at them, but he came to a halt and winced as he looked at Freya. She held his heart in her hand and threw it away like it was trash, and the warrior collapsed to the ground. She sailed with the wind, and in an instant, the rest o

she was annoying, the look on her face purely evil, and an underlying evil intent, like a child who has just been gifted a clown by her affluent household. The look of new power, that I recognize, the type of look I overlooked on Lucius, perhaps I was so in love with him to notice how excited he was to use his new power as the new alpha. But ever since I entered LYTHRIA it has pledged my mind, how come I was so blinded? “I am Freyja,” The sound of wind followed by a powerful force surrounded us blowing away some crops as I watched the people from Daus try their best to chase after them, I stood forcing my eyes open. Abruptly the wind stopped.

He fired back at me, and my jaw dropped in shock. This was not the Declan that I knew. He could barely look me in the eyes in the last months, and he was now openly going against me because of a woman, a bad blood for all that matters!! I took a deep breath. Freya was indeed a bone in my throat. “Don’t get too lost, son. Come back before things get worse.” “No! Things would only get worse if your men do not leave Freya alone!” He roared. He then fixed his gaze on the general who was still groaning in pain with blood gushing down his mouth..

She was trying to do a magic, to protect herself. She opened her eyes and waved her hands towards Ethia. Instantly, a ball of fire fell on her out of nowhere. Ethia saved herself by moving away. Her eyes narrowed into slits as she glared at Ingrid. Ingrid gulped. She closed her eyes and was muttering something; Ingrid was also doing the same. All of a sudden, a fireball hit Ethia's body, catching her clothes in fire. Ethia looked at Ingrid first and yelled, "Paralyze!"

Freya tried to fight Lucy off, but she was no match for Lucy. In the shortest of seconds, the drug took charge of Freya’s system. She became hypnotized. That was the plan. “Hi, Freya,” I scooted forward. “Hello, Vogar.” “When I snap my fingers, you drive.” “Okk, Vogar.” I whiffed, relaxing into my seat. She was my rat for my game. She would hate herself by the time she was back to her senses. Sending my eyes to the back, there they were - my men, coming in their flocks.

he snarled and for the first time I saw past his fine and beautiful face like that of a god, I saw the monster Artemis was, I saw him for him. “Let her go!” Merona spat. “All traitors would face their fate tomorrow, for now focus on being alive,” he said and dragged me along. “No no no!” I cried and stretched forth my hand to Merona. “Freya! No oo,” she yelled. “Freya! No!” she ran after me but she was immediately nudged greatly by a warrior that sent her flying. “Merona—” “Freya!” Tobias called out to me as he watched me being dragged away.

she barked the orders as she called the number of her brother. As Excami left, Damian immediately went to the boy’s dorm to check on Albert, as Freya followed him. “Please, slow down a bit.” Freya pleaded as her breath shortens and she is having a hard time running due to the wounds she has. But Damian was so busy thinking that he did not hear what Freya said, instead, he ran faster and faster so that he could get to the boy’s dorm in a shorter time. Meanwhile, Freya, knowing that she will not be able to keep up, stopped running and tried to catch her breath. In her mind, she wanted to help, but she has no idea how to. Still, all she can do is not to be a hindrance for the Montague siblings

Freya is too focused on Susan to see what had happened to Stan. But I know Susan has, that she can feel he is no longer connected to her. She is holding onto Freya tightly so that she doesn’t see his corpse lying dead on the ground. “Freya, come with me.” I told her. “No.” Susan shouts from her kneeling position. “Come with me now or your grandma dies!” “No.” the girl cries. She reached out to take my hand. But Susan pulls her back. Siren's blare. We don’t have time now. One of the warriors goes up to Susan and without hesitation, holds a knife to her throat. “Let her go, or I will kill you and take her, anyway.”

I ignore him and rush upstairs but a few seconds later I hear him running behind me. There was only one huge room upstairs and Freya was bound to a bed surrounded by more than one bomb. She was half awake and when she finally opened her eyes she smiled at the both of us. Her gaze lingered on my face. "You came..." She whispered softly. I nodded eagerly trying to ensure that everything was going to be alright. I was about to take a step towards Freya but Tate stopped me. "Don't move it's a trap" he muttered quietly and right on cue a monster appeared in the room roaring at the both of us.

“We did it, ma’am.” I smiled too. For the first time in a long time. We fought for this. We earned this. We escaped. I was free. Free from the bond. Free from the cage. Free from a future I never wanted. I stepped forward. Ready to climb in. “Freya.” My body froze. That voice. Slowly… I turned back. And there he was. Dante. Standing in the darkness. Watching me.