Halo 5 Female Spartans 소설 & 이야기

"The fleet is ready. The Hard-Format of Earth is eighty percent complete. But the girl... the Vessel... she’s fled into the Haven." The figure at the desk stood up. The light hit her face, and Elara let out a mental scream that shook the very foundations of the link. It was Sarah Vance. But it wasn't the mother who had sacrificed herself in the vault. This Sarah was wearing a Precursor uniform that seemed to be made of living shadows. Her eyes weren't silver; they were a hollow, terrifying black.

“Too late for that.” Her friends laughed, the sound like knives digging under my skin. I clenched my jaw and turned away. I wouldn’t give her the satisfaction. But Serena pushed off the railing, stepping into the ring with a predatory smile. “How about a spar, Aria? Unless you’re too broken for it.” Gasps rippled through the crowd. Serena was one of the top female warriors, ruthless and skilled, even I knew that Darren stepped forward, protective. “She’s not ready for that.”

Gamma Blayne left us after wishing us success on the mission. When I re-entered the main office, Raina, Vee, Azara, and Penn were dressed in their cute, black, combat-ready jumpsuits. My eyes settled on Raina, admiring everything that she represented in that suit. A sexy, badass Luna. Goddess, she's the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen. So entrance was I, that I didn’t feel Theo up behind me. "Look at them." He voiced over my shoulders with a cheesy grin, admiring Azara and the rest of the girls in a little conversation with each other. "Pretty nice view, isn't it Val?"

Not the female due for Claiming, but my Lunas with their Beta and Gamma Females. I let my eyes take in their beauty. The beauty in their physical aspects was nothing compared to the beauty in their hearts. And it made me proud to be called Goddess by these beautiful, wonderful females. Absaline Clair Montrell, my strong-willed little Luna walked hand in hand with Janna Galhart and Alia Williamson. Beside them was my meek but determined Omega, Andrea Milton, with Alba Adams and Shilah Rivera. They were followed by my fierce female, Nadia Morrison, with Jenny Callister and Ellie Grayson.

Tirana was also with them and Lars waved back to her. Next to Lars, Vayu also did the same to his faction from Hamal, the Heavensbloom Clan. They were consisted of fairies with shimmering butterfly wings, fluttering about and prancing in the air before a short black haired girl shushed them down to take their seats. She looked human, but Lars felt abundant water elemental aura on her. "Those are my best warriors. That's Erica and Roxanne's the blonde one next to her," Vayu said. "Not their actual names, of course. It just helps them to blend in on the field."

In the team, Yang Xiao simply regarded Ling Yingxuan as her own younger sister. Who would have thought that at the critical moment, it was Ling Yingxuan who blocked the fatal blow for him, and the whole special forces had gained the escape time. In the past five years, Yang Xiao had often had nightmares about Ling Yingxuan blocking the fatal blow for him. After the war, Yang Xiao mobilized all her strength to search in the tropical rainforest, but she did not find Ling Yingxuan. Among the members of the Eastern Divine Eagles Special Forces, only Ling Yingxuan, a female, held the position of the vice-captain. As for the Eastern Divine Eagles Special Forces, their masks were all uniform black.

They emerged onto a grated balcony overlooking a massive, sunken concrete combat pit. Down in the sand, the fight had just ended. Standing victorious over the twitching, sparked-out remains of a heavy combat cyborg was a woman who looked like she had been forged in a volcano. She was a Kroltan—standing nearly seven feet tall, her skin a deep, hardened crimson laced with natural, jagged bio-armor plating. She dropped a massive, blood-stained kinetic hammer onto the sand, raising her heavily scarred arms as the crowd screamed her name.

She approached me with her charming smile. "Hi!" She held out her hand to shake. "I am Halia Wraithborn, the twin sister of Hades Wraithborn. Nice to meet you, my savior!" My face crimsoned as she called me savior twice. I shook hands with her. "The pleasure's mine, Lady Halia. I am Elysia Celeriac, the commander of the Moonlit Silver Wolf Army!"

The air smelled different here—older, less marked by pack scent, almost wild in a way that made Wren's wolf lift its head with something like curiosity. The warriors who flanked them were ten of Cain's best. She had been learning their names over the past weeks. Kellian, who sparred with her every morning and had stopped being gentle about it. Drace, the tallest of them, who had been one of the first to guard the medical station and who nodded to her now with the particular respect of someone who remembered being carried in. Others she knew less well—serious faces, capable hands, the kind of quiet professionalism that came from years of doing dangerous work without complaint. There was Mara,

she looks at me "you should have really come up with a different and more pathetic sob story. How are we to know that you're not here to spy on us or even start a war here?" She is younger than the other woman and has the aura of someone who always wants to be in the spotlight and enjoys attention a lot. She carried herself with importance, so that's something. I have to give it to her that she has a certain class to her. Although she's not richly dressed like the other woman, there's something that screams elegance about her. "Leave her alone, Aurora. Adria, I apologise for that. I'm Ryder Hale, the alpha of Halo pack, welcome. You can stay for as long as you need to rest before you continu