Novel & Cerita Divergent Factions Dauntless

Someone the King has called on for years. Suddenly Hilda raises her hand, and we all halt. She moves to my side while my eyes stay trained on our surroundings. "This is where we split. Malcolm and I will go around. You and Arne will take the front. Just as Leif and Kraven did to us, divide and conquer, brother," Hilda says as we clasp our hands around each other's forearm. Her eyes bore into mine, and mine bore into hers. The message is simple. "See you in the middle,"

Landon says. “No,” I reply. Feral wolves do not flank. This third faction is chaotic in appearance, but not mindless. “Who,” Elias mutters under his breath. That is the right question. Because this force is not random. Another clash echoes across the valley floor, and this time the pressure is heavy enough that even the disciplined lines feel strain. “If we do not reinforce, they break through,” Layla says. “We reinforce without collapse,” I reply. I turn to West Ridge’s Alpha.

Orson exclaimed angrily. Adrian asked, "But surely not all factions will respond this way, right?" "That is true. But we visited thirteen factions, and they all gave us the same response. We couldn't bring ourselves to continue after that," Darcie replied." The maritime immortal region is vast, with hundreds of factions. There are bound to be some with different opinions." "Yes, but right now, we shouldn't worry about them. Our top priority is dealing with the immediate problem," Edwin suddenly interjected.

But it’s even more risky to keep your emotions to yourself. “Never thought I’d get the “big sister” talk from an assassin,” Eric joked. Natalie tightly punched Eric’s arm and smiled. “Former assassin, Issacs,” But their tender moment was cuts of as the group approached the east pillar, believing it to be unguarded. “Hear it is,” Daryl said. They broke away from the commuting hybrids as the prepared to shut off the pillar. “Remember, we’re here to turn it off, not destroy it” Eric said.

One by one. The pulse weakened again. Nova’s voice trembled. “No… we’re running out of time.” The anchor faction’s voices rose together. “We are still here.” “We will not abandon him.” “We will remember.” The pulse flickered between life and collapse. And the system began splitting into fragments. Each zone pulling further apart. Each crack threatens to swallow me completely. The core fractures into multiple zones as alarms echo across the system. Nova’s voice breaks through the chaos. “Kieran… the system is breaking into sectors. If you fall into one of them—”

He’d been there since dawn, tracking movement in the trees, listening to the pack without needing to hear a word. “They’re splitting into factions,” he said quietly. “Not openly. Not yet.” Kane looked up from the table where he’d been nursing cold coffee. “How bad?” Derek’s jaw tightened. “Bad enough that enforcers are choosing who they answer to. Bad enough that the council will feel threatened.” Lily sat up slowly. “Threatened councils don’t listen.” “No,” Kane agreed. “They act.” As if the words summoned it, a sharp knock echoed through the cabin.

“Some of them believe that makes you a threat.” “And some,” Brie added carefully, “believe it makes you a successor.” Avi froze. “Successor? No. No, that’s impossible. I don’t want…” “That doesn’t matter,” Trace said softly. “They are already divided over you.” Brie nodded. “A faction of Dawlya, small, but growing, is considering breaking from the Dawlya High Circle entirely. They want to follow you.” Cain growled low, barely restrained. “Over my dead body.”

This led to their terrible fallout and even at that, she found no courage to walk away. “I'm here now and you'll divorce that bastard!” Samantha yelled in her face. “Sam, I have no life out there. I've got no family. He is the only family I know,” she cried. “We are your family. You can't die of torture all because you love him,” Ken put in. “Mrs Mariah, we promise you'll be fine if you walk away from him,” Sasha promised. “That's why we're forming a team. A team where we can lend a voice for the voiceless and teach defense to the defenseless. A team where we'll grant justice to those treated unjustly,” Samantha revealed.

They’d have to strike hard, hit fast, and leave no room for error. Aurora moved up beside him, her voice barely a whisper. “You ready?” Damien’s eyes locked on the depot in the distance, his expression unflinching. “We’ve got one shot. Let’s make it count.” With a single nod, Damien raised his hand, signaling the team. The assault was swift and brutal, gunfire tearing through the air as they charged forward, overwhelming the mercenaries guarding the depot. The element of surprise was on their side, and within moments, the supply depot was in flames, a massive explosion lighting up the night sky.

"You must be the five winners from the town of Reden." "Yes." "Well then, welcome to Dauntless City. Here, you will learn how to be incapable of being intimidated, while also being fearless and brave. In this city you have to fear nothing, whoever feels fear, we will no longer be answer the fate of your life in this place. There's no way out in this city; death will be the only escape you have," We nodded together as the woman's lips formed into a grin. "Dauntless City is divided into three distinct factions; you'll know it after your aptitude test. Whatever the result is, that's where the faction you belong to. There will be a welcome celebration tonight where they will watch the five of yo