Hyrule Warriors Age Of Imprisonment の小説・ストーリー

He had also fought in the great war that claimed the lives of my mum’s family, which made me wonder how old he really was. At the very least, he should have been in his twenties when the war occurred, so now, he should be in his late fifties but he looked like a man in his mid thirties. If not for the enormous flap, he and Colin could have been mistaken for agemates. “Are you saying that your son, future alpha of all the wolves, broke pact rules?” The witch leader, Mr Heifer, asked in a tone so dry and mechanical, I was tempted to check and confirm it was a human being who spoke and not a robot.

But before relief could settle, slow clapping echoed through the facility. "How touching," a cold voice said. "The power of love and friendship. But you're too late." A figure stepped from the shadows. Older man, military bearing, medals on his uniform. "While you've been playing hero, I've been activating every Crimson Dawn cell across the world," he continued. "In one hour, fifty facilities will release genetically modified hybrid soldiers. Creatures with supernatural power but human obedience. The supernatural age ends tonight. The hybrid age begins." He stepped fully into the light, and I gasped.

Gunner snapped. "Says the old guy," Khyle crowed. "What? Who you calling old? I'm twenty-five, you stupid little shit!" "Oh, I'm sorry. Your battery low? You need me to speak up?" Gunner's eyes snapped wide and Khyle kept going because he had found his stride now, the place where the anger became something almost enjoyable in its momentum, the specific freedom of having run out of restraint and discovered that the world had not ended. "With the way you play, you're going to be old and used up long before me, Jäger. And when you're gone, I'll still be playing the game."

“I’m sorry but yes. You need care and if your arm is bad enough that Angela is trying to restrict what you do then, similar to how I have forced Damian I will force you.” “You can’t do that. I’m an adult at nineteen.” “No ma’am. You are considered an adult in the manner that you can join the warrior program and travel to other packs in search of your mate but you can be forced into the hospital and receive care until you turn twenty-one.” “I don’t understand. Eighteen is adulthood.” “Not for werewolves. There is a grey area created mainly for those who are orphaned or choose to go rogue.” “You would force me to undergo surgery.”

I don't take my focus off the target even as I sense Ryan right behind me. "Well, well, look who it is," Ryan jokes. The intruder takes one glance at Ryan and closes his eyes. "Not you again," the hunter moans. He's in his thirties with black, greasy hair and a protruding belly. If I saw him in the streets, I'd never guess he was a hunter. The hybrids are getting careless with who they recruit. "Oh yes," Ryan responds. "Missed me?" The hunter doesn't react, and no longer seems fazed by the knife stuck to his throat.

“You don’t smell sad anymore mummy. It’s good.” I nod and she bids me goodbye. The children in the packhouse that have been selected for warrior roles will be having their morning laps by now and I know she wants to join them. It’s another one of the peculiarities of the Ironclaw pack. Kids are trained to become warriors from the age of seven. Not all of them anyways, at least according to Maya. The laptop reminds me of its presence by making a sound and I walk to it. A file has been left open and clicking the link makes it take me to a company’s site.

The old stirrings of pride and honor had her lifting her eyes up to Haggoz and meeting his gaze. “So what do you suggest? How do we remind them of that?” “The older ones, like the prince and I, need no such reminders.” It was difficult for Akari to think of the two werewolves in front of hsr as “older”. Nikolai was barely twenty-two and Haggoz was only about thirty. But she knew that to them, they were both battle-hardened, if not grizzled, veterans.

Allistar POV Today is my 18th birthday and i cannot explain how excited I am to find my mate, i've been waiting for her since I first found about about mates, which was when I was 10 years old. So, yea I have been waiting for a long time and all I can hope for is that she is kind and maybe just maybe a good fighter. The last one is mainly becasue I am the Top Warrior of my pack, the Opal river pack, and it would be a dream come true to train with my mate. I became Top Warrior of my pack a few weeks after my 16th birthday. I had always been an amazing warrior since i started training when i was 12 years old per the request of my father Alexander to ensure I make myself useful to the pack. Nor