Dungeon Predator Novels & Stories

Animal Hunters could only handle Low Class Magical Beasts, whereas Thrashers could handle the Middle and average High Classes with relative comfort. Predators were the second highest combat force of this world. They were rare and highly sought after even in the cities. Predators could handle any High Class Magical Beast, and were strong enough to go against the power of Mythic Class Magical Beasts. Two Predators with good teamwork could kill a very strong Mythic Class without sustaining severe injuries. They were a very powerful force to reckon with.

it might be that 1-2 months before the real battle, who nows when they change their mind so, he should capture it. he has his smartphone, and he can gather any useful information, from it, he couldn't get any information about jewellery but he finds out full information about the dungeon. The dungeon itself carries many secrewhareseis still unknown, many dangerous beasts live there, who are like to eat human flesh, many bloods lusty monster live there, it's not going to be easy journey, there are many screat lies there who know what they face in future, since there future a insertion and what done is done, but some herbs help to heal and some of them give super power, and some of them are al

He raised up one of the burgers towards Ava as an invitation. "No thanks!", she smiled. Ryan ate his breakfast comfortably with contentment. Ava adjusted herself on the seat across the table, she brought out the keyboard she had come with, then began to work on the computer in front of her. Ryan finished eating then cleaned up his table. He brought out a file containing the information he had gathered on the Jewel thief so far. He had been able to pin down all the robbery activities they’ve had so far, he knew there were three robbers— two male and a female who’s their leader, he could remember her face vividly. He knew that they only stole jewelry from the best of places and they had never

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

There was no place better than the dungeon to master his newly received skill. He used his stealth as he peeked at the party who were fighting the monsters on the fifteenth floor. The party had 2 mages, 1 swordsman, 1 spearman, and 1 healer. He quietly watched them as he took in every spell that both the mages uses. “Even adventurers from other regions come here for the experience. I think I chose the best place, right Blur?” Dio brushed Blur’s fur with his fingers and his bond purred in response.

Dawn had not yet touched the sky, and the stronghold was already alive with movement. Soldiers patrolled the walls, their half-shifted forms moving with predatory precision. Every wolf was alert, muscles coiled like springs. Even the youngest warriors understood that the Devourer did not fight like other enemies. This was a predator that could unravel the mind, pierce the spirit, and manipulate fear itself.

Instinctively, it is done to be able to attract the attention of women. The predator clan is generally strong and agile, but they are very bad at small and fine details that require care and precision with high patience. Predators are certainly good at hunting. Their skills will be used as soldiers and bodyguards. While Herbivores have a very patient nature with refinement and precision. Therefore, they are on average farmers, tailors, potters, jewelers, and carvers. And, only less than ten percent of the Herbivore population has the ability to be a doctor.

On Lina. The lead Archivist raised its hand, not towards us, but towards the predator. CONTAMINATED ENTITY. YOU ARE SCHEDULED FOR TERMINATION. The predator let out a shriek that tore at the fabric of the dissolving world. It wasn't a sound of pain, but of contempt. It saw the Archivists as the true enemy. And it saw us as its rivals for the prize. The scene erupted into a three-way battle. The Archivists fired beams of null-energy at the predator. The predator lashed out with claws that erased space, swatting an Archivist into a cloud of disconnected data. And through it all, we were trapped in the middle.

If you picked the ‘prey’, you were going to get the rolled-up scroll, and if you picked the ‘predator’, you were going to attack. The enforcer’s shrill whistle went off and the guy from the ShadowHawl pack went in the sand to get the scroll while the guy from the Moonstone pack attacked. It was getting pretty heated with the predator swinging and dragging the prey all the way into the sand. For a bit, it looked like it was working until the Moonstone guy started to struggle with the sand more than the ShadowHawl dude. In the next second, the Moonstone guy submerged into the sand and was waist down into it. Then the ShadowHawl guy was back at the start line with the scroll. Their points were