Hyrule Warriors Volga Novels & Stories

Below him, on the main plateau, the battle raged. "Cover him!" Volkov shouted, swinging his war-hammer to smash a Council frost-golem into shards. The Lycan Warlord looked up, seeing Ethan fighting a swarm of specters on the precarious chains above. Volkov grabbed a fallen Warden spear. "Morrigan!" Volkov yelled. "Give me a boost!" The Blood Witch, hovering near the edge of the fray, slashed her hand through the air. A ribbon of red magic wrapped around the spear in Volkov’s hand.

They waved as they walked to the middle of the arena where they stood facing each other. “To my left, the man in red full body armour. A Seasoned ranked Hunter. The tank for his team and wields a hammer. Gus Sullivan! And to my right, the red haired elf in black and red light armour. A skilled swordswoman and a knight from the Stone Household. Illya Green Maple.” Cheers erupted from the crowd along with applause.

Vladimir Training my abilities is not easy. It requires a large amount of energy. Energy that I have to channel from Earth energy. I have to learn more than I have learned as an Enforcer cadet. I spend, every day, about ten hours training with Elder Horia. He is rarely pleased with my progress. He is an Aura Warrior himself and knows a lot about training my Warrior ability. “Try harder, Vladimir! See with your mind, not eyes! Focus on the battle camp, shape it as you desire, move it around, control your Aura.”

The Hydra warriors fight back with everything they have, but they are outmatched, outnumbered, and outmaneuvered. Jason barrels through the Hydra ranks like a force of nature, his claws slashing through any wolf that dares to stand in his way. He relishes the feel of flesh yielding beneath his grip, the warmth of blood splattering his face. Every kill is a tribute to the fallen Redbone wolves, a payment for the lives lost in this unexpected cycle of war… a massacre Cortis brought on himself and his accursed pack

“Tyr’s ability to obtain the Dragon’s terrain entirely depends on his own fortune.” Vlad was encircled by the Hedge Formation, which was formed by the thirty-six Transformation warriors at the time. Vlad was sweating profusely. The screams of those warriors continued to sound in his ears. He even witnessed some of the familiar warriors perish in front of his eyes as a result of the hellish lava’s corrosion. Vlad was clearly upset, but he couldn’t do anything about it. There was no going back now that this step had been taken. All of these losses can only be recouped by entering Helsby Mountain and obtaining the Dragon’s terrain.

Tohya winced slightly as he examined Zeus, ensuring that it hadn’t been too damaged. “Damn, is this guy Armstrong or something?” Tohya grunted in distaste, glancing at Hugin warily. “He’s damn strong!” Ren grunted, flexing his right wrist, as he nearly broke his hand trying to stop Hugin’s attack on Yuri with a dagger that he always kept with him as a backup weapon of sorts. He glanced warily at Hugin as well.

When she reached the top she could see the vampires lair at the bottom of the other side of the hill. The vampires were 3 meters long and 2 high, had 4 big and sharp. 50 of them were lying on the ground, seemingly sleeping, while the other 50 were on guards on the sides of the sleeping group. A slightly bigger vampire was at the center of the group, he was probably the leader of this gang.

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

The hydra symbol on the shield ignites with pink electric coursing through its eyes and the iron blade has that same current rushing through its metal. “Stop it!” Leon tries to scream but his uncle is already swinging. The powerful long sword meets with the small, short sword of the dwarf. Once she hears the sound clash, a fire rushes within her eyes and she rolls to the ground to get behind him. While she does, she draws out that hidden dagger and slices at the ankle of the guardsmen. Valyn is quick to turn around now facing the dual-wielding specialist. The other guards begin to take away the others. Though they are shocked by what they saw. Romare, goes invisible. There is an exposed spot

I spoke, hoping that I could appeal to whatever it would take to get them to accept me, at least long enough to help them defeat their real enemy. “You can’t expect all of us to absorb everything without having mixed feelings about it all. I think I can speak for most of everyone that we don’t consider you a danger, but you did just lay a bombshell on us. We might not know much about hybrids, but I know that I for one, see no reason to believe that hybrids are dangerous without seeing proof. I will train diligently and fight alongside you with the time comes.” A male stepped forward, but I couldn’t recall his name, but I do know he was a current warrior.