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Dio dropped his body to the ground as he let blur collect the cores and the other goods coming from the dead monsters. “For a rookie, you are pretty good,” James praised Calyx as he killed the last Rattus that attacked them. “Arkin was better. He could kill three Rattus within a few seconds.” “You mean that snob guy?” Macey, the mage of the party, asked.

in the human world…or with their respective species packs…also to ask them if they indeed turn out to be therians then as which creature would they want to spend their lives as? As soon as it was confirmed that Richard is indeed Austin Jones of the Black Onyx Pack, Azraiel put some warriors to the task of tracing back the ancestors of her pack members. She kind of knows what he suspects but she won’t know for sure till he decides to reveal everything. In front of her, Theo along with several other warriors was helping Nicholas and Jamie to gather information about everyone’s ancestors. She herself talked to several pack members….these witches, werecats, vampires, and whatnot have no idea abo

he said, smiling sadly, recalling his old memories with Alice. “Good to know,” Elicantris nodded, “Anyway, that was only a Class-B beast, but you proved to have more that you still have not shown to me. I’m looking forward to what more you can do in our future battles.” “So,” Arth crossed his arms, “Am I in for the mission?” Elicantris sighed. “You really want to head to Orcus that bad, don’t you? But we’ll wait for the general’s order.”

Reyna- After I spoke, he released my wrist and stopped walking. “This map hasn’t been made to the public yet. It is still under development and will be released later in the game. This is the only place in the game where we can speak without being discovered.” I didn’t know what was more surprising, the fact that he actually responded to my question, or that his response was proof enough that he was indeed Luka Alder, the CEO of Wolf Tech, and the creator of Arcane Realm.

"Six AM sharp. Squad One tags out, Squad Three tags in." Arlo's fingers fly across his keyboard, pulling up the roster. "Vera takes the perimeter. The Dark Elf from the training hall. Her archery is lethal." "True. But every high-ranking monster has an exploitable racial weakness," I say, flashing a wicked smirk. Arlo spins his chair around, his jaw surprisingly tense. "You mean...like sexually harassing a Throne Angel?" I grin. He'd monitored my entire audio feed. "You threatened to kiss a giant, floating eyeball," Arlo mutters, aggressively crossing his arms and looking away.

Or so he thought. While the reason I chose archery was that I was inspired by the various video games. Every time playing fantasy adventure games, I used to select an archer character. Because I thought it was very cool. The second reason was my new body. Now I am no longer a human being but Haier-Elvian. A race that had super-sharp hearing and vision. With these privileges, becoming an archer was suitable for me. "Hey!" said Dimas. "What?" "We won't hunt for too long. Just find one game, then go home."

Losing my ability to shift would be a very small price. We each have a job and primary position to guard but I hope to deliver the deathblow. The waiting is the hardest part. *** Ashrac I want to be in the fight but they give me the job of hiding beneath the castle and guarding the egg and children. I'm so close to adulthood I can feel it. It doesn't matter that I have twenty years before I should breathe fire; the heat in my smoke lets me know it's time. And I'm stuck here while the action takes place above me.

Shaking his head in disappointment, “And we do not accept weak in our pack,” “I Torian Valon hereby reject you, Maya Black to be my mate,” he finished. A retching pain tore through me as though my soul was being sucked right out of me, a shrill scream echoed as I held my chest. Tears stayed down my cheeks as the energy in me was drained. “And I hereby banish you for making an attempt on the future alpha of the crimson blood pack,” a smirk stretched across his face as my eyes widened in fear. He couldn't do that?

I stood, amidst twenty others, as we were the ones who had made it to the finals. Everyone who came to watch or support were seated while we stood on the stage for their display. The commentator appeared, approaching the pulpit. “I welcome everyone to the most anticipated Royal Final!” The crowd cheered, “We come here every year to watch the geniuses in all the kingdoms far and wide compete to lift their kingdoms to greater heights.” He turned towards us, “Of course, every year we celebrate those who have worked hard to gather unbelievable scores. This year they are five. Firstly, the Raven wood pack’s very own Alpha Roman, Chief Fenrir from the Central Academy, Warwick Kingdom’s beta warrio

The man’s imposing appearance contrasted with his unrefined attire, and his pale complexion hinted at a life spent away from sunlight. "Arlo, I don't want to keep it if it belongs to someone else,” Adrian said. He did not want to take advantage of others as he was well aware that there was no such thing as a free lunch. Upon spotting Arwen, Carson's expression changed as if he had seen a savior. Arwen, one of the top ten experts, was famed not only for his strength but also for his remarkable craftsmanship, capable of turning trash into extraordinary objects. Many admired him, including Bucky.