Novel & Cerita Maharlika Warrior

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

"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.

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.

The sounds of swords clashing, werewolf roar, and battle cries filled the air, creating a chaotic symphony of war. Malik's muscles strained as he parried a werewolf's attack, his sword flashing in the sunlight. He soon ditched his sword, and he fully shifted to his werewolf form. Ekun, a seasoned warrior, moved with skill and precision, his axe cleaving through the enemies with deadly accuracy. Kieran, also shifted to his lion form, decimating the Ridgewood pack warriors. Melinda, a fierce warrior woman, fought with a sword, and also with silver arrows, she shot arrows with unerring aim, taking down opponents from a distance.

"Long ago, and miles away, there was a young princess, orphaned in a time of war. She was called upon to lead the armies of her kingdom, for there was no other. She was the fiercest of warriors, beloved of her people, unstoppable on the field. She rode out day after day and saved her subjects in battle after battle.

different conversations seem to have the same topic, just as I approached and was about to ask what was going on, a familiar voice rings through the arena. " ALRIGHT WORMS, FRONT AND CENTER IN TWO STRAIGHT LINES " " Red? " gasps are heard and eyes widen, I look around confused then I'm sent flying, I didn't even sense her approach, I roll and catch myself at the end of the arena " be back here before I count to Two, One! " I was there in a flash, she looked at my mates " class, in this arena, who am I? " they answer in unison " Drill Master Milva! " " better known as? " " the Reaper! " she looks me dead in the eye as though she's never met me in her life before.

In split seconds she gave three good strikes, that were completely unexpected. Reina fell immediately and passed out. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. That move she made belonged to the extinct Maltis pack. They were an extremely powerful warrior pack but preferred to mind their business. They were just never heard of again, no one knows what really happened. “The winner of this round is Luna Aria of the Cantara Pack.” The female warrior in charge had a look of confusion clear as day on her face. At first no one clapped then everyone erupted in cheers. My heart warmed at this. Just when a smile made its way to my face, Aria fell to the ground and fainted.

MAYA I gripped the training staff tight and ducked just in time as the Elite warrior lunged at me with a clean strike that was both powerful and fast. Too fast for a regular warrior, but I wasn't fighting regulars. I moved through the combat routine with fluid precision, my body perfectly synced with the twenty warriors surrounding me. These weren't ordinary fighters; they were the Moonwhisperers' Guard, an elite unit specially trained to channel and amplify my abilities on the battlefield.

End of flashback***** After reminiscing on the worst day of my life I decided to head out to training and work my anger, guilt, and sadness out on my sparring partner. I am quickly progressing and hoping to one day be the Top Female Warrior of the Rising Ashes pack, that is if I don't find my mate and leave this god forsaken pack.

When the elves managed to erect the barriers around each village, the demons gave up and all major battles stopped, gradually calming things down. “Maybe when you return and master the mind pillar just like me, you could lead us into reclaiming Lycori. I cannot imagine the terrifying tactics your crazy mind could produce.” “Seeing you perform that spell up close, it would be a miracle if I ever managed to do that.” “If you just practice what I taught you every day, you will have no problem at all.” I hate to disappoint you, but I do not plan to return here ever. I know she meant that as a compliment, but it pains me that she would consider me some kind of maniac apt for warfare.