Deadly Class Characters Novels & Stories

Death is his middle name when messed with......... Vladimir Albert Darkclaw, a name that sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest souls. His piercing blue eyes and chiseled features seemed chiseled from the very darkness itself. As the Alpha of the Feral Fury Pack and Lord Marino Jenkins of the underworld Mafia, he ruled with an iron fist, his dominance unchallenged. At the mention of his name even the devil himself gives way for him.

Everyone knew that all the wolves of the Blackrock pack had type-AB blood, making it impossible for a pup with type-O blood to exist in the pack. Faith stopped crying and exclaimed, "There must be a mistake. Please let me explain, Felix!" "You wretch! How dare you toy with me?" Felix transformed into a wolf and aimed a powerful kick squarely at Faith's chest. I nearly couldn't stop myself from smiling as I looked at Faith's pathetic state. After all, I hated her as much as I hated Felix. I had already planned to make Felix pay for betraying me and for causing Ryan's death. It only made sense that I would also take revenge on Faith since she had been responsible for exiling me from the pack.

It tries to send the memory through her knees, her hands, her throat. Maya lets it arrive. Then she steps left. The dead follow sound and motion. They do not think. They do not plan. They do not fake low and attack high. They are patient appetite in a ruined suit. “Behind?” she whispers. Clear within twenty feet, LUS says. “Lovely.” The dead man reaches. Maya lets him commit, shifts inside the arc, hooks her foot behind his ankle, and drives the crowbar hard into the side of his knee.

The individuals seized the girl's arms with excessive force and pulled her toward the door without care. Wait please! The woman cried out, her voice becoming a desperate plea. Alexander executed a simple adjustment of his cufflinks. Find my ex. He commanded her execution without a trace of feeling in his voice. The rhythm of my breathing fractured into sudden irregularity. Valerie showed no emotion while Rachel turned pale and I found myself unable to comprehend the situation. Was he really that ruthless? Was it within his power to cause people to vanish in such a manner? The girl screamed something incoherent but the door slammed shut behind them cutting her off.

All of the featured characters possessed a combination of race, classes, and items that made them fearsome enemies, and some of them even possessed abilities that could be considered cheating (one of them was Zark and Frey himself, although there were others). In theory, each prominent character in the castle was as dangerous or even more dangerous than a player character. So only a few could rival in power. Considering the above, something occurred to him. "What if it allowed you to fight each other? Something like a friendly showdown. "

At this point, people might have had sympathy for these monsters as none of the bodies were still intact. Slash! "Die! Die! Die!" The lifeless corpse was reduced to a heap of mess when Dior swung her blade at it. Her poisonous attacks were quickly decomposing the corpse. "How dare that bitch talk back to me?" Her eyes gleamed with murderous intent. Having the class "Ruin Knight" had several unintended consequences. Ruin Knights were a destructive class. They crave annihilation, and their emotions are significantly skewed toward anger and resentment. Dior had been a member of a street gang back on Earth, and how unlucky could she have been? She was transferred to this planet the one time she

Sophia POV "Not that different." I cut him off. "For example, depending on the RPG you pick up, there are wizards, sorcerers, druids, bards and various classes that use magic. One of the things I find coolest is when there are paladins, after all, what's better than walking around with a symbol saying that the God you serve has given you powers? Officially." I smiled. "Anyway... What I mean is that I have a lot of experience in making plans to destroy a city or assassination attempts. At least in theory."

"Yes, there are some who want money. Some who are just plain crazy. Some who like killing for the sake of it." I know where this is going. "And some who want to kill just because they hate non-humans?" She nods. "Yes. They're called purists." "So, the Silver Hunters have all these different factions within the group... And no one knows anything about them?" "Not until they're in your face." Alice stops walking. "Until it's too late." Ice fills my veins, and the wolf in the woods comes to mind. Was that a normal animal I saw? Or something else?