Group Battle Novels & Stories

To us, though, a mate is a mate—at least to me—and no one should reject their mate and hurt them. "Having a mate is meant to make things easier. There may be a few battles along the way. Overall, though, you should feel like it's more good than bad that comes from it." I nod at her words. It's more bad than good with Rose, but rejecting her would be wrong. "Sometimes, the battles are what bond people together more," I explain, and she nods.

Thane's soldiers were caught off guard, struggling to regroup and defend themselves against the sudden assault. Marco's heart raced as he watched the battle unfold. He knew that timing was crucial. Group B had to strike at just the right moment to capitalize on the chaos and confusion created by Group A. The clash of weapons and shouts of combatants echoed through the night, creating a surreal symphony of war. Arin leaned in close to Marco, her voice barely audible over the din of battle. "We need to time this perfectly. If we wait too long, Thane's forces might regain their composure. If we move too soon, we could be caught in the crossfire."

Pulte was just silent the whole time. "How should I deal with this? The next phase is the group battles, they'll be testing us on how we contribute to the team and winning the battles." Pulte thought. "This Killian guy seems skilled. He's about Tim's level based on their score. Let's see what he can do in the group battles." Pulte added. Their group was split in two, and were placed in different brackets. They won't be going up against each other. "Since there are at least 25 people in each group left, it was still plenty for group combat so they split the groups again." Killian said.

a*shole. "Sounds great." I said sarcastically and he scowled for a moment at my attitude. "Groups come claim your newbies. You'll have 20 minutes to get acquainted with each other's fighting abilities. Your bond will help fill in the gaps of who each of you are. We'll use training grounds 3 for our battles and we're starting with group 1." He eyed me as he said that, a challenge in his posture. Everyone started to disperse except the groups that had one of us in them. May was happily accepted by everyone, pulling her away as they conversated. Nick had some weary glances, but they were friendly towards him all the same as they guided him to the edge of camp to talk.

Dad rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Interesting." A slow smile spread across his face. "With your father coming here, maybe he can help Darius develop some new strategies." Elena nodded. "That could work." She leaned back against me comfortably. "Our pack doesn't just have one warrior division. We have Warrior Group A, Warrior Group B, and Warrior Group C." Dad immediately looked interested. "Explain." "Group C is our beginner level. Group B is intermediate. Group A..." she smiled proudly, "...those warriors are terrifying."

All three of them belong to Class B,” Liu Feng supplied. This new information caused Zen some problems. If Johan split his guild into two parties, they would have a higher advantage of catching the Survivors off guard. Freedom and Prayer are support parties without powerful offensive abilities because Zen wanted to adopt a no offense strategy. The ones with the highest combat ability were in Godly Food. “Do we know the members in Guild Carnage?” Faceless rose his hand. “I did some stalking in the cafeteria yesterday while drawing the map for it. It’s not much, but I have their names.”

"How about we have a duel?" He actually has mixed up the accelerator and the brakes this time. His words has given Noah a moment to think. In that brief interval, his mind turns the key in the ignition. “Hmm. Seems like a good idea! Us non–group members will play a Battle Royale match together, and everyone can have fun.” "We'll play a 3 rounds match, and if you people win, we'll leave. But if we win, we get to use this place however we like!" “A match? Whaaat, that sounds totally fun!” red-headed girl gives that over-joyed smile.

I looked at Dominic. "I'm not sure what you guys were trying to do, but it wasn't working. No one was supporting anyone in their groups and there was no communication. No one stopped and observed to see if a team mate needed help or anything. Just because we are going into battle does not mean you can not offer support to anyone. I know were a blended group here and there are wolves from all packs, but we are allies and need to act like we are all from the same pack. Got it?" I gently nudged Dominic as the various warriors nodded in agreement. I wasn't expecting this to go smoothly but I wasn't expecting it to go this bad at the same time. I looked around at the other squads that were still

Alen Smith had already relaxed, while Riley was still listening with his shoulders squared. "Each group has a total of 100 prospective soldiers. We're going to minimize that number." Riley's eyes widened slightly but still did not respond. When the prospective soldier's eyes began to look anxious, Greg continued, "In short, you will fight your own group members and whoever loses, will be sent home." Now Riley couldn't contain his surprise so without raising his hand he said, "Commander, you made us work together before, but now you're making us fight each other to survive here?"

Everyone gathered in the large courtyard and picked up their rifles. "The hunt this time will be divided into two groups. As usual, the women will be in the safe green zone. But the men are expected to go to the red zone and look for the biggest game. Because this is a battle, the one who gets the biggest and wildest game will get a prize," said Bastian. "All of you divide into groups of just two people each," he said. "Come on, you're in the same group as me," Ariana said. "Um, okay," replied Olivia, who was no longer awkward with Ariana because she was so humble and could mingle.