Glory Combat Novels & Stories

Levi’s curiosity piqued at one of the men already in there. Patrick stood from his chair and came closer to him, still dressed in his burnt clothes. His sling had been replaced with a new one and the blood on his forehead that Levi caused to split again was now cleaned up. He noticed the swelling and discoloration on his face had increased from the punch Levi landed on him earlier. Black soot covered his arms and clothes, a reminder of the heroic task he accomplished. Levi stood silent for a long time while they just looked at each other. “I don’t know how to repay you.”

’ ‘And if I’m defeated? ‘That’s not going to happen because your mate will step right in and save the day if he feels you’re in trouble.’ Gloria laughed. ‘Then he’ll still proceed to declare you the winner, present you to the High Priestess for blessings and…show how much he appreciates you.’ ‘And what if I pick my mate to fight me? What then?’ ‘He’ll let you win. And still, show how proud…’ ‘You keep adding that showing how proud he is bit. How exactly is he going to show…’

Not a chance! Naomi staggered back, stunned. Her face was deathly pale, and she couldn't even utter a single word. It hit her that the control she took such pride in was, in the eyes of others, nothing more than a joke. Matthias had completely lost it. As a rabid dog backed into a corner, he began to lash out at everyone. He turned to Cameron and the others, shouting wildly, "And all of you! Don't act like your hands are clean either! You old foxes have had your hands in plenty of Celestial Group's dirty business.

Caius and Tyrel fought side by side, their molten gold and shining silver weaving through one another as they cut a blazing path through the sea of monsters. Angel Gabriel stood near Michael a beacon of light and protection as he raised his spear that emits a blinding golden light that tore through the corrupted angels and wraiths burning them to dust as also the other archangels fought and healed the injured. The devour power of Gluttony ripped through hundreds at a time; the air warping around him, as if the battlefield itself bent under his hunger.

Athena’s POV I smirked, knowing I was fully immersed in the game, as my opponent spit out blood and wiped his face with the back of his hand, he growled at me, and I growled back. I was becoming better at it, and I was enjoying the maneuvers I had mastered; it had taken a lot of bruises, but I was getting there; the new gamma and our chief commander Alfred had organized a combat, in which we would fight our opponents with our bare hands and wolf forms.

Yeeeeaaah, everyone screamed, and all of a sudden they started shouting fight fight fight, indirectly telling Wolf to fight and prove the girl wrong that he should kill the girl himself. Wolf got furious, so he silenced everyone. There could only be one person from Nathan Minion to look me dead in the eye and talk to me like that. So tell me, who do we have here? Saying this, he walks back to Emily, looking directly into her eye. For two minutes, they both glare at each other. Finally, Wolf lifted his head and said, Look who we have here, Emily Nathan, the best fighter standing right in our midst.

Brockley wielded the sword all the way from Glor Cave to Gloriston. Unwilling to be arrogant and overbearing, Brockley only smiled slightly at his opponent's taunts. He knew that the opponent he was going to face this time was the one who had chatted with him last night. Brockley did not know what the reason was, whether it was the General's decision, or what, he did not know. But one thing was for sure, his step to becoming Commander was just one step away.

The seasoned gladiator closed the distance between them with alarming speed, his sword flashing in the sunlight like a deadly extension of his will. The clash began, and Pratas's skill unfolded in a mesmerizing display of precision and lethality. Every strike, every parry, showcased the prowess that had earned him the title of the "Beast of Pratas." The crowd roared, the fervor of their cheers reflecting the overwhelming dominance of the city's celebrated gladiator.

The ground trembled beneath their feet as they charged toward the oncoming forces of darkness, their melodies of defiance and hope piercing the air. The clash of steel and the crackle of magic filled the battlefield as Aric's forces met their adversaries head-on. The symphony's melodies guided their every strike, their movements fluid and coordinated. They fought not only with physical prowess, but with a deep sense of purpose and an unwavering belief in the power of compassion and unity.

I smiled as we got into action. With a smile we plunge into action, our fangs and claws are our weapons. And before minutes, the army was torn apart before they could even raise their weapons. Their dying screams were music to my ears, and swiftly it turned silent. We were a force of the goddess incarnate, we are unstoppable. "Glorious!" Fury comments, his anger revealing utter destruction. "Let their blood soak the streets, a proof to their price of defiance!" The humans received what they call upon themselves!