Nanbaka Warden Novels & Stories

“We leave at dawn. I want us past the pass before the Emberstorms begin.” Ressa didn’t turn around. “There is one more thing before we go.” Aria hesitated. “What is it?” Ressa finally turned to face her, and for the first time since they’d arrived in Vhar’Zeth, there was something softer in her gaze. Not quite warmth—but not wrath either. “The Ember Council has a rite,” she said. “When a Warden leaves, she does not go alone. She brings with her fire—to light the path ahead and burn away the shadows behind.”

She smiled, sharp. “…I’ll leash the one you refuse to lose.” Her gaze snapped to Dax. And she spoke one word into the corridor, sweet as poison: “WARDEN.” The rune light obeyed instantly. Dax’s throat chain tightened like a hand. His silver eyes widened. He choked. My stomach dropped. Because the corridor—now that I’d rewritten law—still recognized one old rule: Wardens pay. And Dax began to fall to his knees, strangling—

As long as they give good feedback, Nadhea will reply similarly. "Why did you bring this child? Who the hell are you? What is your wish that you do not know yourself coming in the hours of night rest?"tanya The Werewolf woman wearing battle armor gave the guards orders not to throw weapons at her. Nadhea liked this situation more than ever before could not help but bow respectfully.

“Your words should be carefully selected, Vane. This is Jada. She chased the ash warlords' machine into the air. She is the only reason I stand in front of you here, and she enjoys my absolute Protection. Treat them with the same respect as me.” Vane blinked surprised, but then ripped together and saluted tight. "Committed, sir. Welcome to Bunker Beta. Enter before the ash storms to start again.” “I still have a crew member outside,” I said, grabbed my com- Link and pressed the button. “Nova? Sentinel Vane, open

“Vok is the beta of the pack” I clasped a hand over my mouth. The warden gave me a weird look and I covered up with a nervous laugh. The beta of all people.

I mutter to her, her eyes staring at me looking for humor, “oh, you're serious.” “I very much am.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hours passed, and I could see the warden coming over to our cell with plates of food in his hand and keys hooked to the pocket of his trousers. He stopped by our cell, taking out the keys as he used the one that was slightly bent to open the door, throwing the food in. “Wait!” Nova yelled, staring at me. Did you see it? I asked her through the mind link. Yes, and I have a way to get them.

I answer back as I show her the now lifeless bird I am holding. I swear I see Lana looking so shock seeing the bird I am holding. “What’s wrong Lana?” I ask in confusion. Don’t tell me this bird is dangerous or something? “Come down and let me see it. Here, toss the poor creature towards me so you can come down. I might be seeing it wrong but I think that bird is a Wankaka.” Lana said. Wankaka, WHAT? What the heck is that?

The warden explained shaking in fear that Hana might do it. “So, let’s kick this maniac out of here!” Keiynan insisted. “No, let’s keep him for a while. We can use him!” Hana defends the warden. “Use him for what? We are free now! What else he can do for us?” Keiynan confused of Hana’s decision. “He serves Captain Black Beard for how many years. I’m sure he can help us find someone who can help us cure, Chen.” Hana come close to Keiynan’s right ear and whispered.

Mama Zuri closed her eyes, clutching her cane as if preparing for the end. "The military," a man whispered from the shadows of the terraced living quarters. "The sweepers tracked them back from the warehouse. They found the Warren." "Quiet!" Baraka ordered, his voice a low, resonant boom that instantly commanded obedience. He didn't hesitate. The violet sparks of the Star-Code ignited across his knuckles, racing up his forearms as he sprinted toward the massive iron gate. Jabari was right behind him, his skin instantaneously crystallizing into jagged, reflective obsidian armor. Musa flanked them on the left, his deep blue eyes glowing as he drew the ambient moisture in the air into two local

Some two men were standing on the entrance, with their arms folded on their bare chest which was vibrating like the current of a water wave. "Who is this?" One of the men asked. His eyes were dark, but the glint of the amber glow from the torchlight made him look like a wizard who could predict the future from the past and present. "Caught her in the north wing," Ejima's captor said. "This one can read details." "I see. A tracker then," the door guard hissed. "A spy!" Someone yelled from behind.