Romans & histoires Manga War

Warriors sparred around us in noisy clusters, steel clashing and grunts echoing. Marten glared at me while wiping blood from his mouth where my fist had caught him moments earlier. His dark hair clung to his forehead, and his broad shoulders heaved with each breath. Scars from old battles crisscrossed his forearms, visible where his sleeves were pushed up. “You’re one to talk.”

Warren raised his fists, "I guess we'll find out then. If Giichi wants to scrap, I am more than happy to give him one," "Eidolon in phylacteries are easier to control, but they are not as powerful as a bonded. I am confident we will be the victors." The armored man griffin aura appeared and wrapped around Warren's body. "Don't make me do this, kid," Cyrus warned, "I like you, and I don't have any problems putting you out for the count," The tengu aura erupted from the tiny bottle and surrounded Cyrus. "If I win, you fall in line. If you win, you get to leave," Warren offered.