Novel & Cerita Fastest Character In Fiction

She loves to play chase, it didn’t matter if I was chasing her or she was chasing me. Where werewolves are strong, elves are fast. We’re not quite as fast as vampires, but we’re more of a mix of the two. Elves have strength and speed, but less than either the werewolves or vampires. However, I never let Hera know that I could easily outrun her. I’d give her a good chase, the wolf in her always loved that, but in the end, I’d either let her catch me or I’d let her get away, depending on who was chasing whom.

The progress was always recorded to determine who was the fastest and who needed to work on their speed. "Get ready, luna; Garry is about to leave you on the back and pass everyone else," his friend spoke to me, making me raise an eyebrow. "So you're the fastest?" I asked. "Uh, uh," he answered, raising his eyebrows repeatedly. "How about we see whether you can beat me?" I challenged him, making him snort. "Nobody beats me, luna, not even Aiden himself. The only person in this pack who's faster than me is Sir Quinlan," he sassed, undermining me.

I rolled my eyes, looking at the man who bashed at me recently. "Morgan!" He called, and I raised my hands up knowing what he wanted to say. "Thanks to my lovely wife and one of us," I said. Max looked from me to the group of men who were standing. "Little rascal!" Max called, looking at Drake. "Drake told me of how you almost killed him," I said and Max smiled. "He is the fastest human I have met in this group," Max said. I looked from Max to Drake. I never knew that Drake was fast at running until Max told me.

I felt Emili press her body against my back, clinging with every claw and muscle while she released a scream that wasn’t fear. It was exhilaration. “Faster!” she shouted into my ear, and I felt an absurd pride. I accelerated. Trees stopped being individual shapes and became green walls. I leapt a stream without breaking rhythm, dodged a rock formation at the last second, and crossed a clearing at a speed that would embarrass any race car. Fifteen minutes of advantage. My guardians were fast—the fastest in the wolf world. But I was the King. And there was a reason no Lycán had ever beaten me in a race in my entire life.

Applause. "When did she even get in front of her?!" "Did anyone see her move?!" "Unbelievable. She took down a royal that fast?!" Petrusia, the so-called strongest applicant, the noble werewolf with Shadow Arts, had just been knocked out in one hit. And not only that— Someone shouted above the roar, “That was the fastest win in Selection history!” I had done in three seconds what no one had done before. My fire. My speed.

His opponent was moving fast, evenly moving faster than major vampires, perhaps his training paid off really well. Rapidfire got hold of himself rigidly on his feet, he steadied himself forward avoiding pressure and gravity from hindering his momentum. He skidded forward like a rope was hanging behind his back supporting his crusade, triple clawed fist at the latter's face but Huntman was fast. The fastest he has ever encountered.

I ask. “I can work on speed with them, but you have to remember vampires, the fae, angels and elves are the fastest supernatural species, so no matter what I do, wolves and lycan’s will never be quite as fast as us. Demons are damn near as fast as the others I mentioned, but still not as fast as them. Shifters have super strength and senses. Plus, all shifters are fucking built like brick walls.” Kathal answers. “While that is true, I would like to see if we could make my guys faster. We will never come close to the species you just listed, but I hope we can get better.” I state.

I wouldn't want to hurt him too badly. “You may begin,” Dad said once again. Just like Drax, Gamma Grey didn't waste time attacking me. He was faster than Drax, as could be expected from a Gamma. But he was still not as fast as Kyson or even my Lycan speed. Thus, I felt he was still slow.

he said. He isn’t lying, with werewolves they are all different. Some are faster than others, others are stronger, and some have a stronger nose than others. Justin is the fastest in our Pack, when someone runs, or a rouge steps into the Pack territory he is the first one to get there. And even strength wise, I am no one compared to a Beta. I could hear his footsteps behind me getting closer and closer. I felt his hand on my shoulder and the next thing I knew I was flying in the air.

They both were having 'that talk'; I can tell by the too much time they were taking to make a move. Or, they were kind of waiting for me to give up. Well, they should know better than the new ME - do not run from fights. Anyway, after what seems to be a lifetime, Peter's wolf started running towards me. I’ll tell you a secret. I used to think that werewolves are the fastest creatures ever. Matter of fact, if they were all as fast as Peter, then I have to admit - I was wrong. I waited for him until he was almost on me, then with only one effortless move, I dodged away.