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I laughed, “You made a wrong move, King Warrick. You just gave the spear to me.” “No!!! I didn’t!” he’s now infuriated and his face reddened in anger. He screamed, and it echoed throughout the place, and all the demon beasts also screamed. A strong aura emits from their body and they get stronger. I could feel everyone’s heavy breathing and low energy. That’s because of fighting nonstop. I saw Invictus had already transformed to his original form. He is a dark giant three-headed snake with dark red big eyes. His left eye tinted with silvery red like Damona’s eyes. Two horns are attached to only one head in between, and its fangs are sharp and big. And he has thick scales. He roared so loud a

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

Kane landed right on his back and the beast climbed on his chest. It tried to bite his face off but he kicked it in its stomach and sent it over him with the push of his powerful legs and he got up, dusting his clothes. ‘Looks fun. Should we join?’ Melora asked. As I watched them battle, I questioned where the beast came from. It was like nothing I’d ever seen. I would say it was a hairless oversized albino wolf that looked like it needed a break from life. Where did it come from? And why did it suddenly want to attack us?

I woke up from the sound of my stomach growling, without a word; I stood up from lying on my bed; my face was a little hurt from the incident earlier when I saw my reflection, a big purple bruise. I sighed and held my cheek, and started to heal myself. My mom and dad were fascinated with my gift for healing, but it wasn't extravagant; like the doctors from our tribe, I could heal simple wounds or, like mine—Bruises.

The commander spoke as they headed out the door. Christopher grinned. "I'm not Beast anymore." Bruce cocked his head in surprise. "You do know that we called you Beast because of how you are out on the field, right? The way you went through Crucible and everything else you tackle is what makes you a beast." Christopher shrugged. "I guess I didn't know that. But it didn't bother me. I don't mind being called Beast by you guys…" He left the rest unsaid and headed out of the room.

Chapter 041 Results of the Struggle This was the first time Anindira saw a battle between Beastmen. For Anindira, who was used to living in peace, this brutality made her tears flow unstoppably. The young silver lion who helped her was now in a terrible condition, covered in blood almost all over his body. Gavriel was injured and cornered, but he still did not give up. He was very persistent with full calculation he tried to gather strength and remain alert to fight the two remaining Hyenas.

Jack Blackwell mocked William Adams, who gritted his teeth and turned his eyes to glare at him. “ He seemed like the best person for this! At such a young age, he had power that could make everything possible and I thought I will be able to control him. I didn't know he was Beast! ” He shot back furiously. He was angry that he trusted his own enemy. This was the first time he had lost to someone throughout his whole life and on top of that, to a person he trusted.

“You’re too weak.” Henry gripped his stick. Hard. I clenched my clipboard, wishing for once I could disappear more than I already did. The game only got worse. Xavier scored again. And again. And again. By the time the referee blew the final whistle, the scoreboard might as well have flashed: XAVIER BLAKE OWNS THIS RINK. I watched Henry throw his helmet into the bench. He hated losing. But losing to someone who was his exact opposite—sharp where Henry was warm, unpredictable where Henry was disciplined—must’ve burned like hell.

the beast asked. “The hard way,” I yelled, as I jumped forward at him, swinging my leg to hit his jaw. He ducked out of my way and swatted at my leg. “I do not want to hurt either of you, but I will if I have to,” he admitted. “You would take advantage of a helpless woman?” Alexa taunted. “You are hardly helpless, Alexa. Your training will have taught you ways to fight even if you are compromised,” the beast replied respectful of her talents.

He immediately moved as if to lunge at the beast trying to tear his child to pieces. Right there in front of his eyes, the victim changed to Caitlyn. That still didn’t stop him from lunging at the beast. He changed mid_air and roared loudly and with all of the Alpha strength he had being born with, he tore the beast away from Caitlyn. He and the beast danced the proverbial dance of war for over an hour. Until finally, he got the upper hand, he had finally overpowered it with his claws raised above it and was was just about to dig it into the beast’s neck, when it all of a sudden raised itself up with a strength he had never seen before and threw him off. He let out a roar of pain as he felt