Novel & Cerita Maharlika Warrior

For someone like Amaria -who isn't a mage like Teresa and Dove nor a mana using swordsman like Elex - she wouldn't stand a chance with a Horc, boost or no boost. The Horc opened its bloodshot eyes and gazed directly at Amaria making eye contact with her. Amaria gulped as she felt the intense bloodlust aura coming from the Horc. It roared hysterically and charged toward her. The mysterious figure snapped his fingers and Amaria fell to the ground.

Anton exclaimed angrily. "That's not true! Hera is only concerned with you and the tribe's safety, which is why she will never be reassured as long as the evil Althaia is in charge here. Please, I hope you can help me in enlightening the rest of your tribesmen." "That's impossible, Marcus. Althaia and her pack are extremely powerful," Matilda said, terrified. Marcus looked at Anton to get his opinion, but he didn't say anything and simply turned his back on them before going to his room.

“You should have done your research beforehand. Perhaps you won’t fail stealing from another mafia.” He grunted. “Who are you?” She finally withdrew her gun and squatted down to his level. The confidence of this woman was beyond me. “Allow me to introduce myself. La regina. The queen of the mafia.” His chuckle was taunting yet with desperation. “There is no queen in the mafia.”

"Use this if anyone comes near you. Don't hesitate to defend yourself and kill if you must." As Master Ken prepared to leave, Mahara grabbed his arm, her eyes filled with fear and concern. "Be careful, Master Ken," she said. Master Ken's heart raced as he returned to the Crown Prince, his eyes darting around for any sign of danger. To his surprise, a newcomer had joined the battle and was effortlessly taking down their enemies with lightning speed. The new fighter wore black, but unlike the other attackers, his mask was gray, made of expensive and elegant material.

Not like they would want to mingle with, either. I saw as the head warrior slowly got the fights started. I could see all male and female warriors of the pack taking part. They called everyone based on their ranks. They had to defeat the person and to go to the next level. I closely watched as everyone fought. Some were fast, while some were slow. Everyone had their own techniques they used to fight. I saw a lot of members getting defeated and walking away disappointed. Malia was able to defeat all other female warriors and climb up the ladder. It was clear that she was going to emerge victorious. There weren’t many female participants left, anyway.

"Today's news: Alpha Doris Albert announces her imminent return to the public eye..." I noticed that my mother-in-law, the former Luna Mara, had her gaze fixed on the masked woman on the screen. This momentarily silenced the words of humiliation she had intended for me. No one would have imagined that the terrifying Warrior Goddess on the television was now standing in a dirty kitchen, preparing a third-anniversary dinner for her husband and his mistress. I sarcastically chuckled, and Mara's voice grew angrier once again. "Ohh, what are you laughing at? You're dreaming for the moon here! Do you think that just because you share the same name as the pack goddess, you're both the same person?"

For his title of course. I nervously calmed myself down and luckily my friend, Malia came with. But she was excited than I ever was. She isn't a warrior, but is the Beta's daughter. She isn't any warrior because her mother didn't want that ,just like the many girls in our pack. I was the only female warrior in that pack. We saw a guard at the entrance and said our names to the courier who mentioned our names when we walked down the stairs. This moment truly made one feel special, being admired.

] Maria was not a coward and she had a feisty temper, she struggled free of his hand and although cuffed to the bed lashed out at him with her free hand, ‘Vai a farti fottere, non chiamo nessuno Maestro.’ [Go fuck yourself, I call no one Master.] She snarled at him her eyes flashing defiance ready to fight if she had to but he was ready too and she never saw his hand coming cuffing her head so hard she saw stars,

Malrik smiled. Too late...The warlord lunged forward. He slipped between battling warriors. Dodged a guardian's strike, avoided Lucien and Orion then sprinted directly toward the throne. The chamber erupted into chaos, everyone moved at once. Kael charged after him, Ariana ran at him while Orion followed. But Malrik was closer...Much closer. The warlord reached the throne first. His hand stretched toward the Moon Crown. His fingers touched silver metal. And immediately everything went wrong. ---

I shook my head because I couldn't get anything out and just then the door burst open and masked men rushed inside with their guns pointed at us. I fell to the floor, my eyes already filled with tears, I tried moving, but my body refused to comply. The dosage of the gas was fast acting. Malakia tried to move ,he pushed himself up, shaky but stubborn, and took a step forward like he could still take them on, he hadn't even taken a step when one of the men walked to him and swung the butt of his gun into Malakia’s side very hard. “ Ahhh” he screamed He staggered , holding onto air as he tried to stay up, but his body finally gave out and he dropped to one knee, then collapsed fully onto the gr