Final Fantasy 11 Beastmaster Novels & Stories

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

The elders nodded but the fear remained in their eyes as they watched their King slowly slip away and the unholy monster begin to take his place. Jessebelle raised her well trimmed eyebrow and asked, "Who is her?" her face turned down in a frown. The king sighed, having no patience for the vexing woman beside him. And all of a sudden, like a wave it hit him... The sensation of his mates blood being drawn. Any control he had of his beast was gone as in the next few seconds he had trasformed completely with low growl. The elders all stood up and stepped back as the beast ran through the room and out of the meeting hall. Jessebelle stood up her eyes wide with fear and confusion before her knees

At this moment, the last beast was killed by Caspian. It turned into a spiritual Qi and was absorbed into Caspian’s body. Just as Caspian had expected, the eight fierce beasts were all killed. With the addition of the Emperor Heart Dragon Blood Flower, he was still a step away from promotion. The only stap was that the one in front of Caspian was the Spiritual Master of Amethyst Palace Realm. Caspian looked up at the blazing sun-like cultivator in the sky.

Beckham turned around and looked toward a middle-aged man seated on the sofa. “Master Howe, Kayson possesses extraordinary capability. Are you certain that you can defeat him?” Seated cross-legged on the sofa, Master Howe assumed a confident expression and said in contempt, “Don’t worry, Mr. Yoder. My mentor, Adalon Gray, has given me ten charms that will allow me to kill anyone below the smasher level easily!”

And the other wolf fur was violet "So? I gave you all what you want, right? I need your help in tracking a thief," Heaven said. "And you are doing it, it is finally. Find the thief and bring whoever it is to me." he added with no room left for argument. "Master, none of the ladies you had taken has satisfied us sexually or has their blood woken up the others. If only your father had listened to us none of this would have happened. We won't be inside this little boy's body or taking orders from him. You are beneath us boy," the wolf with a violet fur said. "And still yet, this little boy here is your Master."

The dead beast has four arms, just like the last monster, but its skin is red instead of being the color of bark. The next beast comes out, and I recognize the creature as another Bunte. The big champion fighting it is from Cok, and he doesn't waste a second before beheading the clueless monster. The next few fights are fast and easy. Jali was absolutely correct in saying this round is easy for the champions. Now I am not saying the different beasts aren't terrifying. They are. But the champions act like they are nothing. No matter how giant or horrifying the monster is, each champion approaches his enemy with a calm attitude.

Kiema said, patting Kord's arm braced over her front. "The Beast. It comes," Alok said, his pale blue eyebrows dipped low over his tricolored eyes. "Right, yes. You've mentioned. What is the beast and why should I care?" Kiema asked. The group of Wardens jerked back as if Kiema had punched them in the bellies. "The Beast is the natural apex predator of all magical kind. It is the antithesis to any Prime or Prime descendant."

Unfazed, Andrius replied calmly, “Let’s begin.” “Oh? Are you in such a rush to die?” The palace master sneered. “Let me introduce the rules to you first. First, you must defeat all the fiends and divine beasts before you have the right to challenge me. Enjoy yourself. I hope we have the chance to meet again!” Then, the palace master waved his hand, and the void beside him shattered. A massive group of fiends and divine beasts surged forward, an endless sea of them stretching as far as the eye could see.

Even their Battle Souls hung in the air behind them. The lean one with a pair of daggers featured a small ape-like Beast Soul, hinting at an Agility-type Battle Soul master while the burlier one had a gorilla-like Battle Soul, an Assault-type Battle Soul master. These classification was used to better understand the path of a Battlesoul master. It was based on the Battlesoul's orientation. As an example, Noah's Overlord Sword Emperor Battlesoul was more geared towards close combat, making him an Assault type Battlesoul master. He also possessed the Silver Dragon Emperor Battlesoul which gave him different options to choose from, but as the only soul skill given to him by the Battlesoul was a

Then, he took a deep breath. He thought that these beasts would only appear after the seal was undone. He never expected them to emerge only after a year. “Is it strong?” James asked. Delainey nodded grimly. “Extremely… Though the Spirit Master of the Heaven and Earth Sect has long crossed into peak Ninth Stair, the entire sect combined stood no chance against the eagle. Based on conservative estimates, the beast seems to be at the ninth rank. Currently, the Spirit Master has called on the ancient martial artists to help deal with it.”