La Guerrera Capitulo 62 Novels & Stories

Zarek grabbed her hand, anchoring her, but her skin burned hot—unnaturally hot. "She's overheating—get her to the healer," Jon barked, already clearing the way. "No," Veyra rasped, shoving herself upright with trembling limbs. "It's him. He's here." Zarek's jaw clenched. "Who?" Veyra looked toward the still-screaming fissure, her eyes glowing white-hot. "The Sixth." Perfect. Here's Section 3 of Chapter 89 – The Sixth Breaks Through: The ground around the fissure pulsed like a wound, the soil bleeding black smoke that curled upward and clung to the trees like a living fog. The land itself groaned, an ancient sound that made even the bravest warriors clutch their weapons tighter.

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.

Leaving me completely gobsmacked and standing gawping like a complete moron. He knows how to push my buttons alright; anger buttons, and I am fuming as horny heat is replaced with fiery anger. I just blink at him, my heart pounding, pride wounded and a tiny tremor of rage simmering inside of me like a dull ember trying to catch alight. Breathing hard and just locked on that gaze in a silent war of ‘who the fuck do you think you are?’ Carrero is an utter fucking arsehole of epic proportions. He is no gentleman at all!!!

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!”

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.”

“But only one of you betrayed blood.” The projector flickered to life. Images—documents, videos, recordings—spilled into the room. Voices raised. Chairs scraped. A man in the back stood. “I rescind my loyalty to Lucrezia.” Another followed. “She lied to us.” Lucrezia screamed. “You fools! You’ll follow a bastard with no spine!” Gunfire cracked. Sera turned instantly, her weapon drawn. Two guards lay dead at the doors. Chaos erupted. Valerio rushed forward, ducking behind a marble column, returning fire. Sera moved with lethal grace, dropping a man who aimed for Valerio’s back.

Getting no reply and seeing how pale the unconscious girl looked, Gerald turned to look at Capra Nanny next before angrily yelling, “You beast! Let’s see you try to escape me again this time!” With that, he tossed the Dawnbreaker at Capra Nanny while simultaneously dashing toward her for an attack! With two dangers to suddenly keep track of, the beast was caught off guard! As a result, the Dawnbreaker easily pierced through the beast’s thick skin and directly stabbed her heart! With the beast now screaming out in pain, the Dawnbreaker then hovered over to its neck before slashing through it! Even after that, the monster simply held onto her neck, continuing to scream. Feeling increasingly an

"Cap, here, she's a fighter." I smile. Persephone wipes her tears away and turns to face Ghost but has her head tuck, not looking at him in the eyes. "W-will, she b-be o-okay?" "Cap is a beast," Gunner shouted from the front as his voice made the child cringe. "Gunner, you ass! Ow! Gentle!" I hiss at the alcohol being pressed on my skin. With that tingling feeling, I clenched my fist, trying to endure the pain.

And when I glanced beside me, I gasped in remorse and fear as I saw Maddy, still struggling to stay awake and wrapped in plastic. "H-Help…" she mouthed at me, her eyes barely opening. It saddens me to see her in this state, but I know no words or actions can help her, especially if Santi’s hand’s on my neck. I'm flooded with remorse and guilt. I just helped the demons deliver her to hell. "Let's end this one and throw them both in the underground, sir!" Gueverra threw blows at my face again, nearly killing me as raindrops rained on us.

The look in her eyes conveyed a sense of acceptance, as if she knew her time was drawing to a close. Tears continued to stream down my face as I clutched her tightly to my chest, my heart aching with helplessness and grief. “No, Kira,” I cried out, my voice a lament for the life slipping away before my eyes. But it was futile; I watched as the light gradually dimmed in her eyes, her breaths growing shallower, until, with a final sigh, she departed this world, leaving behind a profound and heart-wrenching void. In the midst of the chaotic battleground, my vision clouded with anger and frustration. Antonio grappled fiercely with Dima, their bodies locked in a brutal physical struggle. But my f