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Their team won the match and sharp noise of clapping, hooting and party poopers rose in the ground. Minahil's face held a blazing appearance for she felt their team did not win because of her cousin Zaviar. They owed their success to Abraham Chauhdry, her rival. "You didn't play well Zaviar" she said as soon as he approached them. Other boys and girls were gathered around Abraham. She glared at them and then turned her gaze to the boy standing in front of her and heard him, "We won, that is important," he shrugged and took the water bottle from Yara.

“Show me what I need next.” A chime answered, clear and mechanical: [Combat Protocol Initiation: Trial One – Survive the Wave] [Objective: Eliminate All Hostile Units Without Dying] [Reward: Skill Awakening Chance + 30 Evolution Points] A thrill coursed through me. My first real test. The ground under my feet rippled, reforming into a wide, open field. Shadows pooled along the edges like ink spreading in water. I could sense them before I saw them—low growls, shuffling steps, the faint stench of decay.

|| Raven || Zander blinked as the enemy warriors were throwing themselves at him, but he dealt with them at ease. More warriors were pouring out on the battlefield out of nowhere and for a second I thought we were going to lose the fight if not for Glinda on our side, she was using magic to inflict pain on our enemies and that was the main reason we were winning the battle. Zander and I fought aggressively towards Jerold and we were a few feet away from getting to him when I heard a distressing cry from Emily.

Alongside the young king were four experienced marshals, Zane Ryder, Aiden Cole, Elias Dawnfire, and Lucius Blackwood, who achieved resounding victories and were invincible. Zane Ryder, the chief marshal, was known as the “Divine General” of the Kingdom of Helios. With his imposing presence and unparalleled martial prowess, Zane Ryder had saved the nation from peril many times. In the battle at Plainsgate, when the enemy surged in like a torrent, Zane Ryder led an elite force, broke through the encirclement, and annihilated over a thousand enemy soldiers in a single night. This victory secured the western borders of the Kingdom of Helios and defeated the enemy, reclaiming Plainsgate.

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.

My best friend Allen, Delta Heir, is already branching out into the Healing and Magic arts and its application to technology. My goal as a pack member is to become a warrior. Because I grew up chubby, that doesn't apply to me but guess what? As I said, I always carried a mean right hook with me. My weight just adds power to it. And with all the training I had received since joining the Gamma Warrior program, I could keep my shapely body and build strength and stamina.

Eden of course would never give it up. “I can do this all day.” Elijah said and was about to tell his lackeys to continue, until he was interrupted by a new voice. “But you won't.” Elijah turned around to the source of the voice seeing none other than Malakai De Luca himself. “Well, if it isn't the man of the hour. Nice of you to join us.” Elijah said, his men running to Malakai to fight him. While he was busy beating off every last one, single handedly, Astrid came from the back entrance and hid behind the chair Edenw as sat on to untie her.

I barely step foot inside the main division before chaos installs. I do a quick sweep of the room, my eyes landing on the enemy. They can't be more than eight, maybe nine. My eyes connect with one of the hybrids, and he barrels towards me as the Elite keeps storming in a mass of rage and vengeance. I meet him halfway, shortening the distance in two powerful strides. He holds a long dagger in his right hand that he aims at my side swiftly. Adrenaline rushes in as I take a step black to avoid his blow. My heart drums a terrifying rhythm, threatening to make me combust.

Lily looked at Amity, then turned to Elias and said: "I told you, I don't know martial arts." "I'll teach you." Amity stretched her arms out in front of her, her eyes closed, her mouth saying a spell. Suddenly, around, many thin streams of light like smoke gathered on her hands, white smoke sparkling like silver streams forming crescents on both hands. “It's amazing!” Lily gasped at what happened before her eyes. Up until now, she had only seen such things in cinematography, or magic. Amity held two scythes and swung them to create beautiful light streaks in the air. The decisive stance of the arm, the body wearing armor and the inherent cold face make Amity like an extremely brave warrior.

I guess that day was today. I were already wrapping up with my mates the plan for the next mission, when Alpha boomed through the link, “Your mate is in trouble. Packhouse. Now!” I ran like my life depended on it—because hers might. I shot a message through the mind link for another warrior to finish without me as I sprinted across the field, pushing every bit of speed my wolf could give me. He was just as frantic as I was.