Epic Battle Fantasy Lance Novels & Stories

Finally, he asked Lance to rejoin the candidates. "You're really good!" Darla said after Lance joined her. "How did you do it? I can't believe you beat Arian," she asked enthusiastically. "Just fighting," Lance replied with a shrug, looking nonchalant. "I'm serious! How did you beat Arian? That's just incredible. I mean... he's Arian, the strongest Warrior in the Golden Moon Pack," Darla chided. Lance turned to the woman. Pulling one corner of his lips, he replied, "I told you that I just fight, following my instincts."

The girls were huddled together in a spot as they stole glances outside. I could see dad's wolf and that of the Alpha as they tore mercilessly into rogues one after the other. I gasped as my eyes rested on Lance. He had two swords in his hands and weilded them as if they weighed nothing. His speed too wasn't ordinary. He moved through the rouges like a wind. 'Where is Dominus?' Lucia asked. I looked around but I didn't see him anywhere. My heart nearly stopped. Lucia gripped my hand and almost broke it from the pressure she was applying.

Mockery still left his face. “I thought you are going to chicken out the whole duration of the fight. It is good to see your face beaten.” I said. “I am not going to fight you hand-to-hand. I do not have time for such. But I am giving you the blessing to watch my every move.” He said. Lance raised his hand in front of him with an open palm and gradually closing it like crushing the air in between his fingers, as if in the position of choking but nothing happened. “So, the rumors are true. You witch hunters cannot be affected with our powers.”

The figure’s face was strange, a reversed triangle was its face plate and on its head were what appeared to be stag horns. “Battle Mage” The voice that came from out of the thing was whispery but threatening, and as it spoke tufts of steam bellowed from under the mask. Outstretching its arms, the thing appeared ready to cast a spell. Bright green vines grew around its horns and its arms as it lunged toward her. Likaya wastes no time casting a burst spell as she dodges the creature’s hands and moves behind him. She draws her blastrod and fires all remaining eight rounds from the hip. The figure staggers, Glowing green lines begin to cut through its triangle face mask.

"The three of you should bow in my presence and kiss my feet if I demand it." Sarn, the glorious purple dragon laughed the loudest. "I'll tell you what. If you can defeat us, we'll bow and I'll even kiss your dirty, smelly feet." His tail made a grand sweep and Laryn's mammoth head lowered to avoid it. "Yeah make us," Bastian mocked. Fire showed in his blue gaze as he challenged me.

But that doesn’t matter now. “And the man who will fight alongside Kurt is Ethan Otto, the man who has hurt your future Luna and let his father Bruno try to hurt her. Bruno has already paid for what has done now it’s these two’s turn. Let round two begin,” I said and dropped the mic and led Lily to one side. I watch as Ethan walked into the fight pit with a smirk on his face. Lily grabs my arm. “You did kill Bruno? Over Rose?” I nod. She frowns but says nothing as she stands ready to fight.

~~~REGINA’S POV~~~ ****** Since I woke up, I knew someone was instigating this war, and I started thinking about it again, but I can't seem to get what we were fighting for; from what I have heard, I don't see a reason for the fight. But I know Killian would not just stay without doing anything so the best thing to do is to fight back and as long as we take down the Alpha and his beta the warriors would run away with no one to protect them and then we can investigate further so while the people were being arranged I was with Dylan so we could protect the people because I felt like I don't have the mind to fight some of them because they were innocent while some were wicked but either way I d

One particularly daring little boy leaped onto his back, felling Isaac completely. I gasped, my hand flying over my mouth as I expected Isaac to throw a fit over his clothes getting dirty and torn. But to my surprise, he just let out a monstrous growl, thrashing on the ground and pretending to try to throw the kids off. The kids giggled, clinging to him. A few began to whack him with sticks. “Kill the monster! Kill it!” I couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of the crown prince of the Lycan kingdom crawling on all fours and growling as a pack of children chased him around a dusty courtyard.

Gammas surged into the fray, their arrival sending a shockwave through our enemies. But even with the reinforcements, I couldn’t shake the nagging sense that something was terribly wrong. Lance's voice reached me through the din. "Raphael!" he called out, nodding toward the Overlord, still standing on his ledge like a grim sentinel. “Go! End this!” I didn’t need to be told twice. With a final glance at Lance, I urged my horse forward, cutting my way through the soldiers that still swarmed the battlefield. My eyes were locked on the Overlord, his dark form towering above the carnage like an omen of death.

My stomach drops and I look at the guards. They spring into action but as they do five Wolves prowl towards us. They’re all in their beast form. All snarling. Layla snarls and the guards instantly transform. I’m in the middle of them but even now I feel in danger. One launches itself at Dylan. He snarls, snapping his jaws and they roll, locked together, snarling and clawing at each other. Another Wolf attacks the guard to my left. Suddenly they’re all fighting.