La Guerrera Capitulo 33 Novels & Stories

They struggle loading the missile launchers as Geri starts walking towards them. “Fire!!” they fire several missiles and Geri now smarter and faster than before is able to miss all of them and catches one with his bare hands. He groans in anger walking towards them and releases the missile and it it heads back to them. The soldiers tries jumping off the car to save their lives but the missile hits their car exploding into thousand pieces falling down into the cliff.

Chapter 38 Rose was terrified. She could spot the trail of blood behind Feria and what appeared to be the corpse of one of the guards who were in the hallway. She knew she couldn't stand a chance against Feria so she immediately went to stand behind Grim, peeking at Feria. “What kind of madness is this Feria? You killed my guard and now you're threatening to kill my handmaid. Stop this at once before I teach you a lesson!” Grim thundered.

“You little bitch, I know you heard me, so run your mouth or lose the shoulder.” The third rogue broke cover from the brush line when he saw his friends go down, and he made a grab for the signal horn on his belt like he was trying to warn the others before we could catch him. That one got maybe two steps before I saw him and shouted, “Not happening on my duty,” and my barrier energy snapped to my palm. He flinched when the barrier pulse hit the ground in front of him, and the shock of it threw him off just enough for one of the guards to tackle him sideways into the wet grass.

He couldn't accept that they had lost their bet earlier when he knocked them down with just one blow. "That's right.. your man isn't fighting? " I couldn't bear to see if, Third was already on his knees on the ground. "That's enough! Let's take the captives. Before our skulls are blown up? " He said an among them that she thinks. He's the right hand of their Master. Her face turned with the force of Alamid's slap on me. She feels like she's a step niece. "You're still going to run away from me, Huh? What? If I just kill this man," His gun was pointed at Third's head. It was kneeling on the ground as they touched Third's head. She felt sorry for looking at it when she saw his bloody face.

during chapter 26. Chapter 33 : Something New A not so forgotten character makes it back to the plot as a disguise. Side Content : Maria breaks loose from her power as she looses control of the magic of El Devedra. Chapter 34 : Line Of An Era John meets Gefion once again in Abaddon as she hints to him how the era will end with them. John goes on a blood spree as he kills Gefion.

A couple of meters on, we were met with another attack out of nowhere, and Victor hid me in a nearby haystack. “Stay here, Lauren, and whatever you do, don’t leave,” and he turned to face the incoming enemies alone. Peering through a small crack, I saw our tribe’s Beta flung in the air, and killed by the rebels. Before his eyes closed, he turned to face me from a distance and I could tell he was trying to tell me something. “Stay…alive…” he mouthed and with that, drew his last breath. Flinging my hand over my mouth so no one would hear my scream, tears flowed uncontrollably, streaking my face wet.

Chapter 37 • • • • • • • • • • The clash between Levi and Sangre's man intensified, his movements blurring together in a symphony of power and agility. The sound of fists meeting flesh reverberated through the clearing, accompanied by grunts of exertion and the occasional cry of pain. The air crackled with an electric energy, a testament to the intensity of their battle. Levi's mind focused solely on his opponent, his instincts guiding his every move. He danced on the edge of exhaustion, his body pushed to its limits. Yet, he fought on, drawing strength from the bonds of camaraderie and the shared purpose of their mission.

He grunted in pain, doubling over. Her breath came in ragged gasps. Her arms shook. But she stood her ground. “Come on!” she shouted, voice breaking. “Come on then!” The third man leveled his rifle. “Enough of this.” Valeria froze, staring down the barrel. Her branch trembled in her hands. “Drop it,” he ordered. “Or you’re done.” For a heartbeat, silence hung heavy, broken only by the crackling fire in the distance and the faint howl of the wind.

The grip on me loosened instantly, and I heard a pained curse as the man behind me stumbled back. Seizing the moment, I darted away from my captor, and Hunter quickly pulled me to his side, shielding me. Turning back, I saw the source of the disruption. Rhea, despite her own injuries, had managed to strike the captor with a bigger flower vase, her fiery eyes shining even as she clutched her side in pain.

The Guardian's arm bent the wrong way. The second soldier attacked immediately. Luca sidestepped. Grabbed the man's shoulder. Used his momentum against him. And slammed him headfirst into a tree. The impact sounded painful. Extremely painful. The third Guardian hesitated. Just for a second. Just long enough. Luca drove an elbow into his throat. The armored soldier collapsed instantly. Three Guardians. Less than ten seconds. Done. Yet Luca wasn't smiling. Wasn't relieved. Because something felt wrong. Very wrong.