Novel & Cerita Nier Automata : Commander White

alpha Rowan says, he looked ruffed up, he had a big bite over his neck, and my eyes kept going back to that point on his neck. The two alphas sat next to each other on one side and I sat on the opposite one, I kept avoiding their eyes, worried that I won't be in trouble now. "Have you ever heard about white wolves?" alpha Aiden asks me and I shake my head no. "Verbal answers please," alpha Rowan order me. "Okay, haven't heard," I say in a mumbling voice. "White wolves are the rarest wolves out there, some people don't believe they exist, do you know how many there are out in the world?" alpha Aiden asks me and I shake my head no.

Before it could touch a single hair on her head, I caught it by the throat, and with a single brutal twist of my wrist, I snapped its neck, throwing its lifeless body into the dirt like trash. "Stay behind me!" I roared over the chaos to Seraphina. Suddenly, Commander Vane pulled a small, sleek black device from his vest. He didn't look worried, instead he looked bored. He pressed a heavy red button on the side. SCREEEEEEEEECH! The world exploded into pure agony. The high-frequency shriek tore was deafening, a piercing, blinding pitch that rattled the fillings in my teeth and felt like a spike was being driven directly into my skull.

I typed, deleted, then typed again. We want different things, Mr. D’Amaris. I want my company. You want leverage. -Valerie Blackthorn…

Victor : if you got to know who I am you'll be the first to leave here Commander : are you talking to me like that Victor : are you that special PRESENTLY.... The commander now knew who really that white man is and now he knew he is not special at all. Just like the white man said Commander : I promise to do whatever you want if you can please spare me, I have families look unto me. That need my help and me alive The lion walk in and just his footstep create sounds like an walking elephant His body get so bright that the commander use his hand to closed his eyes cause of the bright light victor is now shining

"Chika Whitmore. Vanguard commander for the Afolayan Dominion." Morgan repeated the name, her brow furrowing as if trying to decipher an encrypted code from a broken ledger. Tracy instantly stepped into the gap, her aura flaring to shield my position. "Commander Welch, this wolf operates under the direct protection of the Supreme Throne. If his scent has violated your perimeter codes, the error belongs to my unit."

Marina screamed, fighting against the guards who seized her, but her cries were drowned in the sound of wolves howling, not in despair but in release. Selene stood at the center of it all, her chest rising and falling, Rowan at her side, the moon above unbroken and whole. The wolves bowed, not in fear, but in recognition, and she knew in that moment that she was no longer the rejected girl who had once wept beneath the trees. She was the White Wolf Luna. Caden lowered his head, his voice breaking. “Forgive me.” Selene looked at him, her eyes soft but unyielding. “I already did. But you will live with the cost.”

Finding a free table in the crowded place he sat down with Howard and Goradin for a beer. "You can say what you want of these guys, but they do know how to brew a beer" Howard remarked. "Well, I haven't tasted one in months so I wouldn't know Mark. They could serve me lemonade and sell it for beer and I would never know." Price replied with a grin. The three of them just sat back and enjoyed their well-earned refreshments. While halfway through his drink Price let his eyes go across the many pictured decorations pinned to the wall. He let his eyes rest on a black and white depiction of a soldier looking at the horizon. Over the horizon emerging towering humanoid robots carrying massive canno

Despite the overwhelming odds, he refused to yield. "Deploy the Sea of Human Technique!" White Wolf commanded, his voice tinged with madness. "We'll finish off Alexander!"

Henry said embarrassedly, “James, stop making fun of me. It’s not what you think.” “By the way…” James chewed on the apple and turned to Whitney to ask, “What’s the relationship between you and the Centurian, Walker?” James had long suspected Whitney’s identity. However, he had never asked. “Huh?” Whitney was surprised. James glanced at her and said, “There are five commanders in Sol, the Black Dragon of the Southern Plains, the Centurion of the North, the Blithe King of the West, the Barbarian King of the East, and the Emperor of the Capital. You can’t tell me you’re unrelated to the Centurion of the North.”

CULL POV Moore's eyes flick toward the Gold status Commander again and I feel a twinge of pity for him. It was purely bad luck for him to be paired against the Hassin this round. Not only is Burk a Commander, but his battle sense is well-known among all of us. Captain Nole of Bronkark and Lieutenant Modok of Gaimo are also formidable soldiers from his battalion. Fighting any of them would be difficult. "He seems calm," Moore grumbles in a low voice and I look at Burk.