Novel & Cerita Force Unleashed 3

I twisted my head slightly, catching a glimpse of silver inside his mouth. Oh! It is Fire who has me constrained. I didn't struggle or show any emotion. "It's not my fault he's weak." I said blankly. Flame returned to his feet as well. I found the katana that I threw a while ago. It lay still on the ground, unnoticed. Enrage, Flame approached me. "This is for Flare." He spat as he throw a punch on my face. I use Fire's strength as a pillar and lift both legs to block his incoming punch before it hits me. I wound my legs around his arm and twisted it until I heard a crack, which meant I had broken his bone and kicked his chest as hard as I could.

I was shocked, she came back again! She added "John, is not she the one who you try to get rid of? Just make her pregnant and come to me after the child is born, it is in your marriage contract which you show me earlier.! You can show her her place after the child is born, you can blackmail her by the child and again get money and make her regret for the forced marriage that her father forced upon you! Stick to the plan, baby." My eyes went up to the sky. It is his plan? I was a little confused. I look at him and he cursed her this time openly "Fuck you bitch"

My eyes burned, the pain sharp like needles stabbing through them, and my chest felt painfully tight as I struggled to breathe. I could hear Nathaniel, Dimitri, and Tisha shouting. Meanwhile, Gabriel covered half of my face so I would not inhale more of the gas. “Out! Out!” Gabriel yelled. We all ran out, but as soon as Nathaniel opened the door, a machete came swinging. Clang!! The sound of two metals clashing rang sharply in my ears. Even with my blurry vision, I saw Nathaniel manage to deflect the sudden attack. Nathaniel and Tisha immediately moved forward like killing machines, striking down several figures standing on the porch.

I pressed forward relentlessly, aiming my jaws at his neck. The deity surged with dark energy, repelling me with overwhelming force that struck the side of my already broken ribs. I spat blood onto the ground, but there was no time to recover. The pain was intense, but my need to protect Callie and end Nocturnus was stronger. With a roar of fury, I charged at him again.

"Anne!" It was James. There was blood all over his face. "I've come to join you." I gave him a cold look. "I don't need you." It turned out that Barbara had escaped from the basement and set the entire mansion on fire, killing James. James was devastated. "I failed to protect you and the mansion I gifted you. Would you blame me for that?" I shook my head. "I have nothing to do with you now." James' face twisted in agony. "Please don't say that. You can beat me up and curse me, but don't alienate me."

I fought back as hard as I could. But one against three wasn't even a contest. Just as they were about to force me out— Felix suddenly shoved himself upright. His eyes locked on us. "Stop!"

No mercy. I stepped beside Elijah, claws scraping the dirt. “We break through. No quitting.” He nodded, eyes flickering with fierce determination. And then—explosion. Elijah launched himself forward at once, crashing into the enforcer with force. They collided, their impact heavy. The enforcer went down, but the others surged forward at us. They were too many of them. I threw myself into the fight at once, slamming into the nearest warrior with everything I had. My claws raked across his side, tearing through flesh and fur.

“It is a journey of power. You have to join forces with the Blue Britain pack and the Purple Front pack. Gather up to three hundred people and until then, you would know what next to do or you can summon me back then. If not.” she said and vanished into thin air. Trevor was stunned where he sat down. This was not what he was expecting. He had thought it would be something about some people trying to overrule them and did not expect it to be joining forces with other packs. And to talk about it, the Blue Britain and Purple Front pack, they were known to be the strongest packs in the wolf world.

The sheer kinetic force of the machete strike drove Tristan to his knees. The Enforcer kicked out, a heavy combat boot slamming into Tristan’s chest. Tristan gasped, sliding backward along the grating. His ribs flared with white-hot pain. He is going to kill you, the Void hissed in his ear. You are weak. You are meat. Drink him! The Enforcer raised the machete for a lethal downward strike. Tristan’s vision swam. The urge to reach out, to open the door and rip the kinetic energy straight from the man’s augmented muscles, was overwhelming. It was an addiction. It was salvation.

Ares slammed him into the wall with bone-crushing force, his claws flashing briefly as he tore through armor like paper. The second attacked from the side. Lyra screamed. The bond detonated. Ares moved faster than thought, intercepting the blade barehanded. Metal screeched. The force of the impact drove him to one knee… but he did not fall. His eyes burned pure gold now. “You will not touch her,” he growled. The third enforcer hesitated. Smart. But too late. Ares rose in a blur of motion and the corridor filled with violence. Stone cracked. Blood sprayed. Bodies hit the ground hard enough to echo through the tower.