Novel & Cerita Hero Of Iliad

Ares asked, his eyes filled with arrogance and conceit. Hoovey lifted his head to stare into the eyes of the one he had guided from infancy. Hr was not afraid of Ares; he had never been. With a smile on his face he faced the one he called lord and said, “Of course, you aren’t weak my liege; but you aren’t stronger than the Celestial Emperor. Poseidon and Hades were the only beings who could match up to your father’s power in the past. Even Hercules is weak when compared to those three. They may be missing, but they were – and still are – Olympus’ greatest heroes. Do you think you are stronger than Poseidon?”

Almost immediately, a very tall muscular well-built man hopped out of the Benz which made Eileen shift back a little, as the man's appearance was screaming dangerously and confidence in his face, which was so well-built. “Sorry Beta, our Miss was a bit taken back because of their well-built body.” The warrior spoke up so as not to cause any misunderstanding. The man standing in front of her was beta Idris, Alpha Odysseus second in command. “Beta Idris, this is the oldest daughter of our master, Markus Eileen. Please, inform your alpha, that our master entrusted her daughter to him.” Said one of the warriors. Eileen didn't know when a tear streamed down her cheeks, her father wasn't here to s

He had no idea, but he found himself saying, "I can fight." She nodded, finally looking away from him. "Good." They all began talking as soon as she turned away from him, Leonidas learning their names in quick succession. Hercules, he was a Zeus Familia and from the way he spoke, a High Family. The girl on him, Aellai, Artemis, he was not sure what she was or not. Then on another log entirely, two other people, Odysseus, a Poseidon Familia and Dido, an Athena Familia.

He was happy, nonetheless. “Will you stay?” he held her arm, begging silently with his eyes. Those green eyes that reflected the light of the forest were dim now like the autumn leaves after the first frost. She obeyed, giving in. Perhaps in some other lifetime, she would’ve refused him, screamed at him, asking to face his battles alone, but somehow in this one, she couldn’t. Despite the war between her mind and heart, she wanted to follow him. She wanted to follow him like Patroclus followed Achilles to Troy, and everyone knows how that story ended.

Liam was hugging him. He is really going. Minahil thought to herself. After hugging Liam, he hugged the other three one by one and then turned around. He was wearing a p-cap. His head was lowered almost hiding his face. Minahil noticed a bandage on his lower lip. Her heart hurt, when will she see him again. He passed beside her, without looking up. His cologne engulfed all of her senses. She felt anger boiling inside her, why could she not get over him. No one had hurt her more than him. No one had insulted her like he had then why did her heart yearn for him. Why did she longed for his -only a single glance.