Invincible Battle Beast Vs Thragg Novels & Stories

Its attack was towards her, and I was the only thing standing in between its target and itself. I dodged the first two in a lightning move as the third caught my arm. In a vanishing move, I stabbed it twice in the back before it threw me down and started moving towards Zaza. I got up again and vanished and reappeared in between both of them. Everyone was surprised that I had lasted this long in the battle. The Beast rushed towards me again. With each swing of its claws and snap of its jaws, I danced away, using my agility to evade its relentless attacks. Drawing upon my innate abilities, I tapped into the depths of my power, channeling it into every movement as I countered the beast's onslau

"Hmph!" Gunnr swung his blade. The strike was brutal, enveloping both Ray and Travis. Ray had no choice but to use Exile on both of them, just to deflect the edge of the attack. Blade after blade, Gunnr struck with a cold, mocking grin. "I can swing like this all day. Can you keep using your powers nonstop?" He wasn't bragging. Beast-types were essentially upgraded combat-types. Their advantage was insane explosive power and seemingly limitless endurance. When Gunnr claimed he could slash all day… he absolutely meant it.

KNIGHT “Mate," my wolf grumbled and I looked back, then my beast scoffed. “We don't owe her any explanation, she isn't to be trusted either,” I have come to understand that my beast is still in the middle of accepting her or not. “Don't you dare hurt her," my wolf argued again it was the first time I had sent him that provoked “Sage.." I called but the look she gave was pure hatred and disgust. She shifted back, gesturing for me not to come closer to her, her outfit and face now stained with blood.

He was just too powerful be it in terms of power, speed, or defense—he was superior in every way. The Apocalyptic Legion’s attacks had little effect on the Black Dragon. Lucas thought that even though the Black Dragon had a strong defense, it would probably be difficult for the latter to withstand the Dragon Slaying Saber’s full force. However, the point was that he could not even get close to the Black Dragon. Boom!!! A shocking explosion was heard. Subsequently, Biggy, Scarlet, White Doll, and Rayne collapsed, losing their ability to fight as they were all severely injured.

This gave the beast another advantage. The creature was kiting the scout to come under the blind spots of the other two. The beast was using him as a meat shield. Combined with his ability to create crafty afterimages, it became almost impossible to touch the beast no matter how hard the three people tried. The glints of sparks glided across the air while the silhouettes of the four shadows fluctuated over the entire area. The battle had such an insane pace and volatility that it absolutely freaked the bleeding woman at the foot of the tree. She knew that three people were several notches better in terms of coordination and combat techniques, but that still wasn't enough to cage this infant

Bronislava "Slava" Ignatova The giant beast didn't hesitate. It launched its massive silver bulk across the sand, its jaws snapping closed inches from my chest. The venom dripping from its fangs hissed as it splattered against the flagstones, burning through the granite like acid. I didn't let Vaelin step in front of me. Driven by the wild, volatile surge in my veins, I lunged forward, throwing my unrefined weight into the beast’s flank.

Suddenly, a large Alpha beast lunged out of the fog but before Ilena could react, an unmated beta female from behind, lunged forward to meet his attack. The beta female struck first in a blur of motion with her jaws snapping for the Alpha’s neck. The Alpha beast was much more powerful and dodged with ease to the side. “Call Dreg!” Ilena yelled at one of the other female who took off immediately. Her eyes widened as she noticed the familiar black beta female that fought the Alpha beast, it was none other than Tora. The Alpha beast growled and lunged for another attack, clawing at Tora’s side drawing first blood which elicited a painful howl from her lips.

Of course he did. But it cost him. And that was enough. Behind us, the battle raged on. And then— Something shifted. A presence. Familiar. Dangerous. Torag. He stepped into the fight like he had been waiting for this moment, his eyes scanning the chaos, calculating, measuring. “You’ve made quite the mess,” he said. No one answered. No one had time. He moved fast. Striking without warning, cutting through Darkbreeds and wolves alike, his power was undeniable.

"They will swarm you. They will use their numbers, their hierarchy, and their cheap political tricks to crush you. If you cannot handle three elite beta warriors in my ring, you will never survive the summit when you return." Before I could even settle into a defensive stance, Vance raised his hand. "Begin." The three warriors didn't hesitate. They moved as a synchronized pack, splitting up instantly to flank me. The largest warrior—a brute named Torin—charged straight down the center, his massive, calloused fists aiming a crushing strike toward my jaw. I ducked beneath his blow, my sneakers slipping slightly on the fresh snow, but as I pivoted to strike his exposed ribs, the second warrior

Tristan’s presence grounds me, the bond between us a tether in the chaos. The battle begins in earnest. Virelia’s attacks are precise, elegant, and cruel. Each strike is aimed not to kill, but to test my limits, to probe for weakness. The silver-gold energy lashes against me, searing and blinding, yet I stand, channeling power through the bond, through Tristan, through my wolf. Every nerve burns, every breath fights for survival, every heartbeat is a drum calling me to rise higher.