Grand Chariot Akame Ga Kill Novels & Stories

Kell Azazel, Creighton, and I gaze at each other helplessly as Amara lays in my arms unconscious. Azazel looks at Creighton. “What the hell just happened. Creighton?” Creighton simply shrugs his shoulders. “I don’t know, mate. This is the first time this has ever happened.” Feeling terror choke me, I shake Amara’s shoulder. “Amara…wake up, babe. Please wake up.” I say desperately. Azazel touches her face then looks at Creighton. “Bloody hell, Creighton, there has to be something you can do.”

Would Bal make up for it? Earlier, when Carysse heard the sound of weapons clinking and the footsteps together, she could only think of one man that could gather such a force. It would be impossible for a normal child to discern such noises but they were warriors of Thalisse. They trained with nature ever since they could hold weapons. This already happened before when he wasn't in favor of Elder Shimar's rules and she couldn't believe he was actually doing it again. She was late to perceive it though. No wonder Elder Shimar and Ashki noticed it first. A renowned veteran and his rumored successor. The two of them had such sharpened senses. Chaos was right to acknowledge Ashki saying that he

So Kamdiri saw swords in the corner and pick up one of their long sword as he moves backward and used a superspeed jam with the shield as he tries to use the sword and pierce the shield but it vibrated instead, forcefully sending Kamdiri backward. "Hey oh my God..." Stella said as she rushed to Kambiri who was laying like a lifeless body on the ground. "Are you okay?" Stella said to him as he discovered that he is not breathing, as tears flows down from her eyes and so as it flows from Kamdiri's eyes too. "Do you know the shield you are trying to destroy just like that? It comes from the psyraid" General said to them as he has already knocked Chike and Ike down

After five years of being forcibly institutionalized in a mental hospital by my parents for “rehabilitation,” I awakened the “Slap System” skill. One slap, a million dollars deposited into my account. Another slap, my combat power skyrocketed. Just as I was thoroughly enjoying my slapping spree and preparing to leap over the asylum walls to break free, my parents suddenly arrived to take me home. The moment I stepped through the front door, I saw my adopted brother Atticus Hawthorne, eyes reddened, holding my fiancée, Cassandra Vaughn, in his arms. Meanwhile, my real brother Roman Montgomery was locked in a dog cage, bitten and torn by vicious hounds, covered in wounds, and breathing his

Vronov in custody. One civilian technical adviser involved in the crossfire. She was already standing. "Cameron Price," she said. Not a question. The certainty of a person whose body knows before the words arrive. "Yes," the contact said. "He's alive. He took a bullet to the left side. He's in surgery at AKH — the university hospital. The surgical team says it's serious but they're optimistic." "Serious," she said. "He's in surgery," the contact said again. "They'll know more in two hours."

Keagan raised his hand and made a chopping gesture to cut the photograph that could cut through a tree into two halves. Atticus’ gaze changed slightly. “No wonder all the agents I sent over previously were killed. So, it’s because a master-level powerhouse protects you. “I was wondering how the captain of Team Azure Dracon could take out all of them. “It makes total sense if it’s a master-level powerhouse. Their deaths are justified.” Keagan sneered coldly. “You’re a master just like me, so I believe that you’re not a nobody. My name is Keagan Yale. How about you?”

Keagan raised his hand and made a chopping gesture to cut the photograph that could cut through a tree into two halves. Atticus’ gaze changed slightly. “No wonder all the agents I sent over previously were killed. So, it’s because a master-level powerhouse protects you. “I was wondering how the captain of Team Azure Dracon could take out all of them. “It makes total sense if it’s a master-level powerhouse. Their deaths are justified.” Keagan sneered coldly. “You’re a master just like me, so I believe that you’re not a nobody. My name is Keagan Yale. How about you?”

Felicia's question about the rogue's fate elicits a momentary grin from Alpha Kaden, a glint of pride in his eyes as he responds with a hint of satisfaction, "Who says he is still alive?" Understanding the implicit message in his words, Felicia nods in silent acknowledgment as Alpha Kaden reveals the grim truth behind the rogue's demise. "I killed him and left his body for his pack to see. This might be a warning for them," his words carry a weight of authority and a hint of menace, a testament to the unforgiving nature of their world.

I kept a straight face, adjusting my black shirt and tie as I watched them put her casket into the ground. “Are you okay?” Caesar asked softly, and I nodded, keeping my eyes on the casket. “Yes, I am. Thank you.” I answered. He was the one holding up the umbrella for both of us. I wanted him to stay back at the house, but he insisted that he come with me. His exact words were “I am coming with you, Alpha Charles. I’ll be ready to protect you if anything happens.” Soon, Kilhan, Celine, and his pack members moved forward to pour sand on her casket before it was covered.

“Ye’ve crossed blades with Zaterra, th’ drifter. Wild Card o’ th’ Seven Seas.” Aki wondered. He definitely looked the part. He sported dreadlocks, long side burns, a single hoop earring, a goatee and a vest without a shirt. Aki recalled where she had first encountered him. She had grabbed him by the foot earlier and taken him for a spin before dropping him in the sea. Apparently, he managed to climb back on board. “I’ve a penchant fer rum, cards ’n port revelry.” “Nobody asked for your profile,” Aki said. She rapidly made the hand seal of Jin the Inner Bonds to perform Chounouryokujutsu (Thought-listening). Her eyes flashed white with energy.