Magic Warior Novels & Stories

Jerry leaned toward him and murmured something. Marten's eyes shifted toward me. The tension in his shoulders eased slightly. Only slightly. Then he turned back to the warriors. I stopped a few feet away and waited. For a moment I simply watched him, the cold air moved through his dark hair. His armor caught the grey light from the mountains. The scars across his neck and jaw seemed more visible today. He looked less like a king, more like a weapon, a weapon preparing to be unleashed. It was tradition that an alpha hero would have scars from past wars he had conquered and that defined him fully.

Gin gripped his Warhammer in his hand, The war hammer had a 3ft pole ran holding it in place and a guard around the grip like a rapier, It was to ensure it never falls from his hand while he is swinging it around during a long fight. He let out a war cry as he channeled mana into the mana core of his weapon to activate it. He didn't stop there. He channeled mana into the armor he was wearing. Once Gin activated his armor and weapons using the mana stored in the energy cores to cast his spells. They became evenly matched with that much mana reinforcing his body Gin could stand up to the attacks and even push the High Orc back from time to time.

There he was in his full glory, standing tall at 6'5", bulky and muscular. His dark brown hair, cut short and a week-old stubble making him look stunning. Wearing military pants with a plain white Tshirt, he was standing with his hands held back. After we settled in our position, with me standing behind Michelle in second row, second place, he spoke again. "Good morning everyone, my name is Viktor Kent, head Warrior of your pack. I will be your trainer" He was looking at every one of us while instructing us. "In my absence, Kiara here will be your trainer" he said that placing a hand on the shoulders of the girl standing next to him "I don't like that, take off that hand" Ara growled irritat

I watch him pass me and note the lettering on the back of his cut. Nightmare Warriors.

shouted Khalid, who was getting angry because he felt trapped by everyone's game in front of him. "It's not just us warriors," said Wang Ge, the warrior who was nicknamed the Asura Monk because of his strength he was ranked second after Swordsman Zou Fan. After Wang Ge said so, hundreds of swordsmen started to come out of their hiding places. chyou Chen started to grin, as the sensation of his heartbeat starting to race was getting stronger. "Is this going to be the end for me," thought Chyou Chen who started to feel a tremor in his legs.

Curiously, those body parts started coming together to merge and reconstruct their original body. “Do you see that?” Hankinʼs gaze fell on James. “The Marauder Warriors only have powers of the Soma Daeclon Rank. However, you won’t be able to kill them. “Otherwise, my lord wouldnʼt have considered them as the best warriors he had.” “Really?” Jamesʼ brows arched. “Isnʼt it too much to call a bunch of rocks and pebbles the best, though?” Just as he said that, the hundreds of Marauder Warriors that were almost finished being rebuilt shattered into millions of pieces yet again.

And Warren knew if he retreated even a single step, he would dishonor his mother's memory. "You might be the great Adam Parker, but I'm warning you. Say another bad word about my mother and there will be hell to pay," Warren warned his uncle. As he said that, he unsheathed his sword again and infused it with Reiteki. The aura around his sword started to turn his sword black. Adam looked in amusement at Warren's sword. He realized that he might have underestimated Warren a little bit too much. He might have decent potential to put up a good fight against the overwhelming force, which is Adam Parker.

"Although I still have a lot to speak, we are not here to have this discussion here. What we need to concentrate on is our enemy. But before that, let me put forth a warning. From now on, if I hear one wrong word against women from any of you, then you will be answerable to my sword." As soon as these words left her mouth, audible gasps reverberated in the room. Everybody knew that Raelynn was the most formidable warrior in the kingdom of Volar and winning against her in a one on one battle was impossible, even for the other three Commanders. She was just the best.

No, a warlock … that’s the word for males. Chance cleared his throat as if he were my dad, scolding me and I wanted to growl. But he was a seasoned warrior and fought alongside my brothers as a Shadow Warrior. I was hardly fit to challenge him in any fashion. “Meadow, this is Ben. Ben this is Meadow,” Chance said. I pulled back from my mate and we smiled at each other. He took my hand again and kissed it. “It is truly my honor, Meadow,” he said. “Yeah so uhm, I’ll just leave you guys and uh head back then,” Chance said, clearly not sure what to do with himself.

Warren, exhausted from taking every blow from Meealduan with his shield was bringing up the rear, every blast took a toll on Warren making it harder for him to keep up but his shield reflected every blast into the enemy. Krona paused looking back as he saw Warren stumble and fall dropping his shield, unable to use his magic any further, unable to catch his breath he noticed two COG members to his right, Krona darted back his shield in front of him crashing into two men and knocking them over the cliff edge, quickly recovering from the impact Krona turned and grabbed Warren under his elbow and dragged him up “Come on man, we’re almost there, think of Druenn, the boy needs you!” Krona rasped,