Nanbaka Warden Novels & Stories

Plume's voice was devoid of humor and rife with seriousness. “Occupants of the unknown horseless carriage, please step out and identify yourselves. A heavyset Seelie with stubby wings said in a deep mighty voice. Nerea stepped out first, “I am Warren Vandals caretaker.” A guardsman looked over a scroll, “Captain Fleet, she is not on the list.” The captain growled low and faced his subordinate, “Corporal Doonce, other human children have come here with their caretakers, why should we treat this one any different?”

That would give me the right weapon of protection. Turning to a corner, we suddenly caught sight of Nathan standing in a raised up platform. His eyes scanned through all the warriors as he barked orders on them all. "....... recall to take cover behind the Eastern wall. That's the easily penetrable part of the pack!! ," he yelled. " Hold up the warriors there until reinforcements arrive!!" His hands were behind his back as he walked to and fro, visibly shaken. "Right when he's about to carve his way to the throne, this happens. Serves him right, " Raven said, chuckling as she folded her hands round her chest.

And a 12 hidden pockets that conceal some secret weapons that Nikka modified by herself. Their main weapon is stun guns that attached on their waist and thighs. Their main goal is rescuing Yui without the notice of guard's as possible. Also, to avoid an actual combat where they will be out numbered. "Nicks, why do I have a feeling that we've been played by you." Nathan said while adjusting the hood to hide his hair thoroughly.

Miyako did have three Amazons in case things got rough. The Marda House guard woman looked mature and humorless. Her age wasn't a problem. She was a grandmother, yet if she thought she couldn't keep up, she'd have taken herself to the cliffs before now. It turned out she had been in Executive Services before returning to House Marda. My diplomat ... I didn't know her, but she seemed eager enough. The member of House Ishara was a brand new recruit named Jenna.

Raven's face lighted up as she gasped in disbelief, "I know! You're Mary Andrews's granddaughter. Annabelle Aoki!" There was a gleeful expression on Raven's face, while the other Wiccan Council looks at Annabelle curiously. Nari had left the high table and gravitated towards Annabelle, chagrin marring her face. She had thought Annabelle was a shapeshifter before, only to find out now that she is a witch. Finding the Wiccan Council's attention focused on Annabelle rather than me or the exit doors, I gave the directive for my pack warriors to attack using the mind-link.

Not in worship. In obedience. The lead Collector lowered his head. "The Warden awakens." The title echoed through the chamber. Warden. Not monster. Not king. Not enemy. Adrian's historian's mind seized on the difference immediately. Wardens guarded things. They didn't conquer them. He spoke before fear could silence him. "If it's a Warden..." "...what is it guarding?" No one answered. The black figure continued emerging from the impossible darkness. Its body remained hidden beneath a cloak woven from shifting shadows.

Its elongated head dipped once, like a bow. “They’re responding,” Caleb breathed. Then, from the far side of the circle, another guardian stepped forward — larger than the rest, its runes blood-red instead of blue. The tone changed to a harsh vibration. The others froze. “What’s happening?” Rowan whispered. Lyra’s jaw clenched. “That’s a Warden. Leader of the ring. If it rejects her—” Ava swallowed hard. The Warden advanced, every step ringing like iron on stone. Its spear was twice her height, carved with clawed spirals. It stopped an arm’s length away. The red runes pulsed.

I can't seem to wrap my head around the fact that Ned had escaped these strong technologies. The warden must have sensed my conflicts, he began to explain. "I've been a warden for years, under Alpha Giovanni's father and then Giovanni himself. The only people who can access these dungeons are Alpha, Beta and Gamma. We're confused as well, Luna." I didn't even know what to say to that. The wolfsbane and the silver seemed to be having an effect on me. My skin began to claw and wanted out. "Do you have more information to put out?" I asked the warden and saw him shake his head.

She had already built it. Of course she had. She writes at the top: *Northern territory: pre-acknowledged as Warden territory.* *Alpha Brennan: cooperating party.* *Twenty-three identified Warden cities. Six concealment-active. Work begins immediately.* She closes the volume. She looks at Brennan. "The record keeper of the network will be in contact within the week," she says. "Yes," he says. "The notation system will be made available to your administrative team," she says. "Yes," he says.

"Good morning! My name is Richard Bannister, I am here by the order of the Alpha King." The warrior standing at the gates took a good look at me and I noticed how he didn't reply instead he asked someone in the mind link before recognizing me. "Good morning Mister Bannister, I would like to apologize for not recognizing you at first sight. You are earlier than expected. Welcome to the South, I am in charge of guarding the gates." He did not mention his name but I am guessing that he is from the Royal pack of wolves. Do the warriors working from the Alpha King think highly of themselves compared to other warriors?