Mapleshade Warriors Novels & Stories

My eyes burned, and lungs clawed. “More!” Daniel barked somewhere from the dark, and half a dozen Blue Moon warriors rushed into the clearing. Two warriors lit magnesium flares, and threw them toward us turning the night into a blistering white sheet. We were not ready for this cheap attack. Shade had to move back. Razor took advantage and crawled away, shifting into his human.

There was a visible crack through it before the shield disappeared again. 'Ivy. It's working.' Asher says. 'I don't know how much longer I can do this.' I say with a very painful strain to my voice. 'Just a bit longer. Warriors. ATTACK.' Asher commanded. And the warriors all started attacking at the same time. One after the other attacking the witch's, cracking their sheilds, shocking them, making them lose concentration.

Together, they wove a tapestry that was neither entirely victory nor defeat, but a complex, ever-shifting middle ground. The hall was filled to capacity. Former slaves, who had fought and bled beside Mara, now stood shoulder to shoulder with the warriors of allied packs. The pack of Ashclaw, the remnants of Steelpaw, and the once-proud Ravencrest all united in their shared history. No longer enemies, no longer strangers, but a people bound together by the wars they’d fought and the peace they now sought.

But what the coalition was building felt like the wrath of gods made manifest. "I don't know," I admitted. "But I'm going to try." I vaulted over the wall, landing in the open ground between the two forces just as I had done when facing Kael. But this time, I wasn't alone. Silver light blazed from every Nightshade warrior as they followed me over the walls, their enhanced abilities turning them into legends made flesh. The coalition forces fell back instinctively, their confidence shaken by the sight of wolves who blazed like captured starlight. But their battle-mages continued their casting, the air itself beginning to warp under the pressure of accumulated power.

~Hunter’s Point of View~ I was enjoying my nice, quiet day off soaking in my huge tub. It had been a long week and my brothers and I rotated being on active duty and on call. I was aching for my week off. They were few and far between anymore since it seemed like everyday someone else was being a menace, being difficult. My brothers and I were Shadow Warriors, a coalition of various supernatural beings that keep the peace between each other and between our own kind. It’s a damn hard job, but someone has to do it.

The journey was long and tiring, but they finally arrived at the Claw pack. Upon arrival, the group was greeted by the pack leader, Kaida, who was a tall and imposing werewolf with jet black fur. Kaida welcomed them to the clan and expressed gratitude to Zemo by bowing to him for their assistance. The pack leader, Kaida, greeted the newcomers warmly but was also cautious. She wanted to ensure that the newcomers were indeed skilled warriors and mages before she could fully trust them. To test Silas's skills, she arranged for an ambush in the forest.

The swords shot toward the one hundred thousand warriors found below almost instantly. Boom! Boom! Boom! An oval-shaped purplish-gold light shield appeared above the Marauder Warriors just in time. All the swords generated by James were destroyed as they hit the purplish-gold shield. A few seconds later, the shield gave way and shattered into pieces as well. The impact generated from the collisions tore the hundreds of Marauder Warriors nearby into pieces and sent those body parts flying away. James narrowed his eyes at the sight of that. On the other hand, Lesia, Yianni, and Morgott were left absolutely dumbfounded.

Shale replied coolly, not wanting to explain. "Do you dare to disobey my order?" "I wouldn't dare." "Then hurry up and address him properly." Shale's casual words made Hamish's facial features contort with inner conflict. After a while, he reluctantly called Chase 'sir'. Even Chase did not expect Shale to be so generous. However, it was good. Hamish was a powerful peak stage-nine martial lord of martial arts. With him by Chase's side, they could go anywhere in Eastern Ocean. Chase grunted softly, indicating his acceptance of Hamish.

“You must journey through the Shift Tower and face the challenges that lie within. But be warned, the cost of entering the realm of the Mevara is steep. You must give up a part of yourself.” Russe and Reina exchanged a nervous glance. “What kind of part?” Russe asked. The Keeper smiled wickedly. . “It could be anything. Anything that makes you who you are.” Reina’s grip on her dagger tightened once again. “We won’t let you take anything from us,” she growled.