Romans & histoires Evil Greninja

the guy complained, “You’ll get mobbed! For sure!” “Don’t worry, we’ll take care of that stuff,” Johan replied. “I’m Johan, that’s Dorin, Margarette and Lilith, and you?” “I’m 2nd lt. Grayson!” Lilith piped in. “I-I’m Sgt. Matthew Owen...” said the new recruit, “elemental weapons... master class...”

' -Franziene/Yuna ~Stargem: Rewrite~

"Damn it, I'm in trouble. I don't think these clowns are going to pay for it either." The shopkeeper points at Lucia and Clarisse, "how about those two? Aren't they with you?" Zane gasps… Lucia walks forward and drops exactly the amount told by the shopkeeper. She then says, "there you go, mister. Apologies, my master here is quite broke," Lucia kindly and gently said. The shopkeeper came to his senses and was surprised, "Lu-Lucia Monesy?! And...and Cla-Clarisse Krix?! The battlemage of Etheria and the knight of Esperia! A pleasure to meet you! I'm Grucius," the shopkeeper bowed.

He screamed in pain, clutching his nuts as he dropped to his knees. I roughly grabbed his hair immediately. “Maybe you do not take orders from women, but I am not just any woman, you dimwit. I am Riena Kurobane, daughter of Oyabun Takeshi Kurobane; the Black Raven of Osaka! And the next time you speak to me in such a disrespectful tone, I won't just break your nuts, I will have them to go. Do you understand that?” “Yes, I… I understand,” he replied in panic, his eyes filled with fear.

That is, aside from the enemies! Yris wanted to cry, but he couldn't shed tears or Arlen would be worried. Either Arlen is a guardian, or he is an enemy. But, the latter (enemy) should not be possible since Raeyan was sure that Arlen’s background is very clean. Arlen is a resident of this world, so he can’t be their enemy. Though, it is possible for a resident of this world to be an incarnation of a guardian, just like Raeyan. And also Raine, who is the incarnation of the princess.

Eldion felt the earth shake slightly with the giant’s movement. “Don’t be afraid of him, Wen,” Wen heard Mira tell her. “He may look intimidating, but he’s really slow and I don’t mean that just physically.” “Ready!” cried Enzir. He looked at the two figures in front of him. He had seen the snake creature before, the one he knew as Alanca, but was called Verna by Wen. He wondered at how much animosity she still had towards him after he fought her at the ancient temple and whether she would seek him out when the fight begins. Enzir felt the power of the magic elixir still coursing through his body and he knew that he could still fight Verna, but he knew he could not do it after learning more

The alter served many purposes but in this instance it was used to test the bloodline of the child, if he wasn’t a pure Hunter then the alter wouldn’t even make the slightest reaction no matter what was done, apart from that it was used in testing one’s talent, after the person’s blood has been dropped at it’s very center the lines will light up with crimson light followed by the runes, the number of runes one was able to light up will correspond ones’ talent, lightening up three or less runes symbolizes poor aptitude, four to six runes symbolizes an average or normal aptitude, seven to nine runes symbolizes superb talents, ten runes symbolizes a genius, eleven talent runes symbolizes a rare

"Fucking traitors..." Eren’s voice was ice cold and so were his eyes as he spoke the words, observing the group of bastards who dared to betray him and join hands with the fire bastard, led by the Geraldine’s father, Mr. Renaldy, who barely looked like himself, the once dignified man was but a shadow of his old self, he looked miserable and half dead, as if he had no reason to live anymore.

He was a fifty two years old plump man who was transferred from Chicago four months ago. “Good morning everyone.” “Good morning sir.” They chorused. He took a seat and cleared his throat before speaking up. “The reason for this meeting is to create a new task force. There was a shooting early this morning which resulted in the death of two people .” He paused, then reached for the remote in front of him. He pointed it to the projector, and the dead screen on the wall came to life, which displayed the face of a young man African American. “This was Shina Johnson, also known as Lil M. He’s a known affiliate to the Blood gang. .”

Madchen smiled at them, they never uttered a judgemental word against her when she enacted her frenzied revenge on Jason, they just stood back and let her have her moment. The dark haired woman, Gayla, was there, along with the huge man who held her back, as well as the handsome lanky African American man, who could be no older than Madchen herself. .From what Madchen could gather, anyone who crossed these loyal mercenaries would not live to tell the tale. She shuddered at the thought of the things these people had done to avenge and save others, for they were not the gentle kind, and she was honored to be in their presence. At the head of the rectangular bamboo table sat a middle aged woman