Fairy Tail Strike Back Novels & Stories

She had to finish this quickly or else the cooldown to the portal will end and they will be able to procure one again. Cashinn was the first to attack. Her punches had no impact. Why the hell was she dressed as a fighter? Cashinn screamed as she threw her fists or attempted a kick but they all landed in thin air. Nique jumped back and changed directions to get to Danthon but Cashin swifty appeared, blocking her way. Tch, so persistent.

He had never fought anyone else since he had ascended to the Grandmaster Realm. The first strike he used was the most ruthless ’Eight Skills of Heaven and Earth’. The woman was taken aback when she saw his strike. She swayed her slender hand, and gently lashed out a palm. "Dustin, watch out." Sannuit could not help but exclaim when he saw this scene. He could tell that Dustin would not be able to survive this woman’s strike. Before he finished speaking, Dustin already felt his vision turning blurry. A palm had landed on the top of his head, and he instantly dropped to the ground and fell unconscious.

They're tumbling rapidly. Sir Strike, ever the light-hearted warrior, blocked swiftly before his foes could close in. He apparently conjured a weapon out of light and swung it at the oncoming blacks. It seemed well-trained in battle, what with all the grand moves of the Trinity god. He moved so deftly and quickly. Once Sir Strike's weapon connected with one of the black magicians, the creature disintegrated into white smoke. Chase took a few seconds to walk up to the base of the mysterious dome. Because of the power struggle, the lightning was a strange blend of purple and yellow. It was remarkable how much power was being thrown around at that time.

Miranda raised her hand, “I'm not going to give you any chance!” The stick came down before I could react. Pain shot through my head, and the room blurred. Blood pooled around my cheek, and tears burned my face. “Please…” I reached out for nothing in particular. However, my pleas fell on deaf ears. Hit by hit, the stick came down on my stomach. Pain filled every nerve cell in my body and I could feel my muscle spasm. “Mom…” My sobs came out, broken and wrecked. I felt a thick wetness between my legs.

said Corona over the headset. Octo Marie nodded her head, focused on her objective to stop me, but that won’t happen. Octo Marie fights Callie again, Callie was on the defensive as soon Octo Marie was about to strike, I landed a shot using Marie’s Splat Charger as my metallic gold ink struck Octo Marie on the head, Octo Marie looked at me with anger but as soon Octo Marie turned around to see Callie, Callie landed a hit on Octo Marie with her Splatbrella.

“Cain, keep the others back! She’s mine.” Cain hesitated for a heartbeat but obeyed, rallying the remaining forces to hold the line. Dorian charged at Vendetta, his claws glowing with golden energy as he unleashed a flurry of strikes. Vendetta countered effortlessly, her movements fluid and unyielding. Their battle was a clash of light and darkness, each strike reverberating through the forest.

“Talk? There’s nothing left to say. You’ve already made up your minds.” Freya’s voice carried over to me, her tone pleading. “Please, Cain. We don’t want to fight you. We want to help you.” “Help me? By bringing me back to Constantine? No, thank you,” I retorted, trying to sound stronger than I felt. Felicity grew impatient, her eyes narrowing with frustration. “Enough of this! If you won’t surrender peacefully, then we’ll make you.” Before I could react, a bolt of lightning shot from Felicity’s hand, striking me with brutal force. The pain was excruciating, and I slumped to the floor, gasping for breath.

Lorcan asked seriously, catching her off guard. “Anything you want. Even my body—if that’s what it takes—just so I can leave the Crescent Moon pack and get revenge on those who looked down on me,” Amelia said. She was willing to pay any price—even making a deal with her mortal enemy. “Hah. Even if I take your body right now?” Lorcan tested her, knowing how conservative she was. “I can’t give you my body until I’ve carried out my revenge,” Amelia replied firmly as she stepped closer. She grabbed the collar of Lorcan’s shirt and pulled him toward her.

His expression turned red with fury. In an instant, Aster grabbed Cornello by the shirt and struck him hard across the face. Cornello staggered backward, but before he could fall, Aster seized him again and landed another punch—this time knocking out two of his teeth. The other council members rushed in and restrained Aster. “You dare lay your filthy hands on my queen?” he roared, his chest heaving with rage. Oscar and Bernard flinched at the sound. Aster tried to wipe my tears, but when he touched my face, I twisted my face in pain and cried out loudly.

Beauty felt the power of her bloodline surge within her, fueling her attacks. Leon staggered, a look of shock on his face. "What are you?" he spat, struggling to regain his footing. Beauty stood tall, her eyes blazing. "I am my own strength. And you will never control me again." With a final, decisive blow, Beauty struck Leon down. He fell to the ground, defeated and broken. The forest fell silent, the echoes of battle fading. The aftermath was a mix of relief and exhaustion. The alliance had prevailed, but the cost was high. Beauty looked around at her allies, their faces weary but triumphant. They had done it. They had won.