La Guerrera Capitulo 36 Novels & Stories

The Emperor twisted a smile and said, “Clever.” Each pillar on the front row revealed more guards, but this time, equipped with golden armors, helms, and purple capes. They stepped out of their hiding behind the pillars and gathered after the Emperor. Raeherys counted with his eyes—six warriors. Each one seemed more dangerous than any other guard they had encountered. “The Sun Guarde,” Estevan muttered. “The Six ... Be careful, Raeherys, they’re not like any other enemies we’ve fought before.”

"Sanchez must be desperate." As they pressed forward, a third attacker emerged inside the compound itself, having slipped past the defenses. He aimed at Elena. Capello didn’t hesitate. Bang. The bullet from Capello's gun hit the intruder square in the chest. He collapsed. "We’re not losing anyone tonight," Capello muttered. Suddenly, Sergio rushed into the room, out of breath. "We caught someone trying to disable the backup generators. It's Joel. He's here." They raced down to the sublevel. Joel was tied to a chair, bleeding from a head wound. Two guards stood over him.

Guerra shifted on her feet uncomfortably, his gaze was making her chest thud. "You are the one being rude, I never asked for your help." He said coldly and began to walk away again, huh? Is that what he would say? Hover suddenly stopped in his tracks, looking at somewhere and when Guerra traced his eye sight, he was looking Faricenda who was running after the crying Dama.

the captain said, his voice trembling. Closer now, the chanting rose, a wave of sound that shook the ground itself. “Guerrero Valanti! Guerrero Valanti! All hail Guerrero Valanti!” The cries echoed off walls and rooftops, reverberating through the city. The earth quaked beneath their feet. Lucia stepped back, clutching the railing. “Oh no… he survived,” she whispered. “This… this cannot be real.” She turned to her soldiers. “Arm yourselves! Prepare! He must not enter the gates!”

“You don’t understand. The Labyrinth—” “I understand enough,” Rivera snapped, her tone cutting steel. “We’ve seen Athens. We’ve seen the fires. You think you’re running toward salvation? You’re walking into a myth-induced death trap.” Dr. Voss edged forward, raising her voice to cut through the soldiers’ tense silence. “And your plan is what? Kill the Guardian? Cage the only creature tied to stopping the Chimera?” The soldiers shifted at the word Guardian. Rivera’s gaze locked with Cerebus — truly seeing him now. All three heads stared back. Not savage. Not wild. Something older. Something resolute.

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.

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.

The third beep rings and they attack each other. My captor raises his arms above his head and attacks with his hammer, but the other is quick and dodges, sliding across the sandy floor as he goes to the left. He attacks, but is repelled with a punch that knocks him to the ground. My captor towers over him again with his hammer. Hits him in the leg. The howl that follows gives me goosebumps. My stomach is in my throat. I see Reeina dig her little claws into the arms of the chair, marking the wood.

Leni gasped in surprise and stared in horror but Roque threw himself in front of Leni and got hit by the ball of holy flame. Roque fell to the ground, unconscious. Serra could still feel a speck of life left on his body. The heavenly fire punishes the deserving. Leni stared at Serra with hateful eyes. "What are you" Leni whispered. Serra didn't answer. "Can it be?" a Badblood whispered behind Leni. Then suddenly, Serra's sword vibrates. She looked around and there in the distance were Reapers coming to their direction. "Reapers!" a winged Badblood shouts.

THE GUERRA ESTATE ~ SPAIN Gabriella burst into her father’s study at the Guerra estate. Her hair was messy, her makeup streaked, and her eyes were wild with anger. “He humiliated me!” she yelled. “He threw me out like trash!” She didn’t wait for Esteban to respond. “Alejandro had his guards drag me out and throw me into the street!” she cried. “For her! For that American nothing!” Esteban Guerra sat behind his black-marble desk, calm and silent. His silver hair was perfectly combed, his face unreadable, his cold blue eyes fixed on the papers in front of him.