Fight'n Rage Gal Novels & Stories

She picked up the said deadly weapon in her hands and attacked the intruder, "DIE IN THE NAME OF THE HOLY POWER OF THE FRYING PAN" accompanied the war cry. The person swiftly turned his figure silhouetted against the light streaming from the refrigerator. His because Eira's mind registered the fact that it was a male from the build. The person tried to take on the holy power of the frying pan that Eira had now slapped onto his face. Smack. The momentum of it had him slamming against the refrigerator door. Eira again tried to attack the person but a hand flashed out in the darkness taking hold of her hand firmly

She was angry. She rushed Lara and hit her back on the wall. Lara gasped for breath. Fayn start throwing punches at her face. Lara tried to block them but couldn't. Some were still able to hit her face. Fayn was very fast. Her attack got faster too. Lara was not able to counter her attack. The only place Fayn left unprotected was her stomach but there was something there. If she hits her stomach, she would hurt herself in the process. Lara used her bloody face and hit Fayn's nose again. This time, Fayn started bleeding.

Matteo I gripped the armrest tightly, observing Britney swiftly closing in on Freya, and anxiety began to gnaw at me. A sigh of relief escaped me as my mate skillfully evaded her. However, the relentless onslaught from Britney persisted, effortlessly dodged by Freya. As the skirmish unfolded, my concerns for Freya diminished; she strategically used her intellect, giving me confidence that she aimed to tire out her opponent and strike back when necessary. It seemed she was the type of fighter who valued precision over wasting energy on unnecessary hits.

I moved quickly, dodging their attacks and striking back with my own claws and teeth. Raya was fighting with a ferocity that I had never seen before. She was like a whirlwind, her movements fluid and graceful as she took out guard after guard. I watched in awe as she sliced through them with her sharp claws, her eyes blazing with a fierce determination. It was clear that she was not to be underestimated.

Nevertheless, she fought with a fierce resolve, drawing upon her innate strength and skills as a warrior. The clash between Seraphine and Freya was a sight to behold—a symphony of power and grace. Seraphine moved with the precision of a seasoned predator, her white and brown fur gliding through the air with a mesmerizing fluidity. She struck with deadly accuracy, her fangs and claws a testament to her formidable abilities. Freya, on the other hand, fought with raw and untamed prowess. Her golden fur shimmered under the moon's glow as she lunged at Seraphine with unyielding determination. Her movements were a blend of instinct and skill, a reflection of her nature as a warrior.

Raina looks absolutely livid and now with her so angry and disoriented, our spar has quickly turned from combact practice to me trying to avoid death through the rain of reckless, swift punches she was now throwing at me. My arms were starting to hurt and while on the verge of collapsing from her severe attacks—of some which I block while others land cleanly and painfully on parts of my body—but the instructors didn't see the need to stop our session either. Raina's attacks didn't falter either, in fact, she seems even more crazed from the few attacks I was manageably blocking. Her hair had broken loose, a messy pile on her shoulders and back. Her eyes were glazy and raging with fiery determ

"But you're lagging because you are exhausted. If I have to fight you so that you would fall from your last breath, then so be it." "Go to hell," she snarls, and lunges. I sidestep, catch her wrist and twist. She's already moving, using my momentum against me, and before I can blink she's driving her knee toward my ribs. Air wheeze out of my lungs as I try to block her. I don't underestimate victims but I did this one and now she has warrior training. Who taught a Gamma's daughter to fight like this? She comes at me again, and this time I'm done playing. I duck under her strike, sweep her legs, and we both go down. She doesn't stop fighting even as we hit the ground, twisting, clawing, tryin

Varz exclaimed. “Come on!” Dora and Duo exclaimed. Varz advances crossing and slashing anyone he passed through. He slashes them up beautifully at high speed. Herman shoots fire nails to them that they look like burning dead bodies. Rian strikes them with roaring thunder, Koji slashing them with his blazing great sword and shooting fireballs at them. Kartika is about to join the fray, but Alfi pats her shoulder out of the blue. He smiles at her and whispered, ”Try to make a blast gauntlet for Cakra.”

She looked up and saw her friend's sorrowful red face filled with rage and anger. "You lying traitorous bitch!! You took them away from me!! You took my child away from me!! You took Gallen away from me!! You betrayed me!! You are nothing but a slut who uses people for her own wicked agenda!! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!" she yelled in rage before raising the Sword over her head and swinging it down to split the witch's head. Ruby was able to avoid being sliced in half by moving her head a fraction from the sword's trajectory and kicking Geneva on her stomach making her stagger back against a bookshelf making some of the books fall.

Ryn shouted with emotion. Anger made Ryn's adrenaline fill up. She could not tolerate Walter's hypocrisy. She jumped up and attacked him. Of course, this was not an easy fight. Walter was the one who taught her to fight. They had often fought as opponents during their training. But this time they were fighting in anger and vengeance. In this fight, Ryn would only stop if one of them died. Revenge motivated Ryn to end her fight after Walter's death. The girl was very aggressive. She attacked Walter from various sides and attacks. At last, she managed to deliver a crushing punch that knocked Walter down.