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Eliza asked. “Probably on how that was the first conflict Special Forces were used. That should be easily worth five pages.” She thought for a moment before responding. Her eyes lit up in excitement. “You know what I just remembered?” “No, but I’m guessing you’ll tell me.” “Don’t be a jerk. A lot of the symbolism used for the different special operations branches were taken from Greek myth. But actually, you can write about some of the demigods that were involved with those top tier military groups. The trident, which is in the Navy Seals logo, was a dedication to Poseidon, just like the lightning bolt and sword on Delta Force’s logo was a nod to Zeus and Ares. Tons of American history is in

He had good control over the divine chains of order which made the attack even more powerful. The divine chains of order acted like a whip and whipped on the corpse of the Wendigo. The speed was so fast that Baldwin could not react. The chain struck the Wendigo's bones, blasting out flames. The violent power of rules broke the bone. Baldwin who was hiding in the black mist was enraged when he saw it. He knew the Wendigo was as strong as a level-five protective divine weapon but it was not strong enough when compared with the Green Emperor's pagoda.

It had been ages since a new God of War had risen in the Celestial Realm, leading to this dire predicament. The deadlock broke when my husband, Rein, the God of Water, and my sister's husband, Calder, the God of Fire, arrived side by side. The sight of them made me ball my hands into fists, while my sister's gaze turned steely. The Celestial Guards rallied as if they had found their pillar of strength. An elder stepped forward and said, "You Demons really think you can take these sisters and throw the world into chaos? The Celestial Realm will never stand for it!"

“Hahahaha, this is our Griffin God Clan’s formation. Four shadows of ancient beasts appeared in the sky, and Xiao Chen’s ancient beast sword finally materialized; the sword immediately severed one of the chains binding the War God’s right hand. The sword followed Xiao Chen’s War God form and instantly cut through the remaining chains, finally revealing his true form in its entirety. With battle armor covering his body, a powerful aura of blood, and two swords in his hands, the God of War clearly showed that he had been on the battlefield for a long time. “What? He has the blood of a God of War? No, that’s impossible…. This is impossible!” Every word from the man of the Griffin clan sounded a

And Cerberus met them all. One head tore. One head crushed. One head burned with the fire of the Underworld itself. Together they made war on nightmares. When gods came to look upon him, they found him bloodied but unbroken, chains rattling with the weight of his fury. “Loyalty made flesh,” Zeus had said. “Madness in three parts,” whispered Hera. Yet still he held the line. For centuries. For millennia. Until the gods themselves began to fade. The altars grew cold. Prayers turned to silence. One by one, the old thrones emptied, until Olympus was a husk of marble and dust.

Antlers charred and broken, bound in rusted chains that drip red as blood. Roots grow through its base, fossilised and sharp. It breathes my name. Not Araya. Nyxara. The Hollowblood. The divine blasphemy. The first flame that burned back at the gods. --- The chains rattle as I approach, remembering the day they were locked. I take the first in my hands. It burns my soul. I pull. The links shriek — not in sound, but in memory. I hear gods screaming as their temples fall. Priestesses choking on their own prayers.

In the moonstones kissed quickly and tucked back beneath armor as if no one would notice. A few warriors stared out into the darkness beyond the walls, eyes narrowed, daring whatever waited out there to come closer… even as their stomachs twisted and their hearts pounded forcefully in their chests. They stood tall. They stood proud. They stood ready. Because none of them would admit the truth aloud. They were not preparing for a normal enemy. They were preparing for Lucien. For the Alpha God of War. And deep down, beneath the armor and the bravado, every single one of them felt it…

"This is what you deserve. Our paths will never cross again." I returned to the pack with Lucien. We held another marking ceremony. He placed the moonstone necklace against my chest, held me close, and whispered in my ear, "Scarlett, no one matters more than you.." (The End)

I nodded and moved away as Ryder and Ares faced off. **Ryder** The fucker wiped at the corner of his mouth. I was ready to end him. He knew I could. I could smell his fear. I had forgotten one thing though. Ares is the God of war, and he commands an army. He raised his palms at his sides. The ground shook as an army that was blessed by the gods started to fall from the sky. “Let’s see how you hold up against the soldiers of Olympus, kid.” Ares spoke.

Conversations died the moment we entered. Then the murmurs began, one filled with envy and party fear. “Is that them?” “They look powerful together.” “That’s the god of war and his fiesty Luna, a Lady Alpha herself” “Power couple, indeed.” I felt heat rise in my face, but I kept my expression neutral, eyes forward, and steps measured. Keres walked beside me like a storm contained in human skin, silently daring anyone to speak out of turn. But then, a piercing stare sliced through the back of my skull. It was cold, piercing and familiar.