Oliver Fight Bg3 Novels & Stories

None of them expected Cal to be this strong. “His only opponent among our generation is Oliver.” Bernard muttered with regret. All the wolves around him heard what he said, and their faces became paler. Oliver was stronger than Lucas, and they were happy he didn't register for the battle. Because of him, they had even planned a civil war in case he decided to participate and end up winning, they intended to wipe out the whole William family. But now, wouldn't it be better if he had participated and won? “What do we do now?” One of them asked.

“I get that you probably don’t want the competition though. I’m already sexy as hell, if I out-muscle you it would be tragic.” He stops at the edge of the black foam mats, taking in the assembled team. He’s doing his best not to let it show, but he looks entirely out of his element. A rogue hacker suddenly dropped into a den of seasoned killers, but his chin tilts up in that familiar, defiant gesture. "Right," Oliver says, clapping his hands together once. "Who gets to beat me up first?" Max pushes off the wall. The Scottish sniper is a towering wall of muscle, looking every inch the Viking warrior. He steps onto the mat, his bare feet sinking slightly into the foam.

I called out, fighting with my claws digging into the fire storm warriors, but we were badly outnumbered. "Olivia, we have to retreat!" he shouted back, his voice strained with effort. “How do we run from the numbers of warriors they will definitely catch up with us” I screamed out still fighting vigorously It was no use. The Firestorm warriors were powerful, their attacks merciless. One by one, my team members fell, their blood spilling on the forest floor. My vision blurred with tears as I fought on, refusing to give in. Finally, it was just Michael and me, surrounded by enemies. “Michael, run!” I whispered, my voice hoarse from shouting.

Oly: The way he fought was so damn weird Oly: There's no way he can fight like that Mia: He is a mob boss Olivia Mia: If he hadn't learned how to fight it'd be quite reckless Oly: No you don't understand Oly: It wasn't Oly: F*ck I don't know how to explain Oly: It was weird okay Oly: No mob boss would know how to fight like that Mia: How would you know Oly? Oly: Because he was fighting so Oly: He was skilled Mia Oly: And I mean really f*cking skilled where if I were to fight against him it'd be a difficult one that would be 50/50 in terms of who wins it Oly: He obviously has a LOT of experience and, again, even a mob boss wouldn't have fought the way he did nor would they have that much expe

Deven became clearer too, and I kind wish he hadn't, as his figure reminded me of just what the difference between an omega and a normal wolf was. His stocky build and size would have already put me at a disadvantage, combine that with his training, and me being fucking pregnant, and I was down right screwed. I had to fight anyway. I've got to at least hurt in someway. No matter how small, I wasn't letting him erase my presence from this stupid place so easily. If he was going to kill me, kill my pup, then I was going to scar. I would make it so kids screamed just by looking at him.

I couldn't let all of them go, although some of my men were already fighting Jennifer's people, some of Dorian's men were fighting on our side again…cowards, but my main focus was destroying all of Jennifer's troupe. One by one, I struck them down, their screams fading into the wind. The ground turned red, flooding with blood. I saw Oliver trying to sneak away. Not this time. I appeared in front of him, blocking his path. His golden eyes burned with rage and fear. “You again,” he hissed. “This ends now, Oliver.” He attacked me, but I was faster, I dodged punching him right in his belly, we fought furiously breaking each other bones. I have to admit, he was indeed strong, no wonder, Jennifer

I was amazed to see Olivia’s alignment. “Father, what's my alignment?” Olivia asked “Chaotic • Protective, Olivia’s alignment is Chaotic • Protective. It’s a new alignment that I never heard of before. Maybe Olivia gets angry and protective when Oliver is threatened. It’s just speculation” I said “okay” said Olivia I look at Mashu angry and ready. “I feel Olivia’s protective presence, let’s do this” then Olivia, Oliver and I started moving and attacking Mashu “Oliver & Olivia keep moving” I shouted as we continued attacking Mashu, Oliver attacking her with her bow, Olivia attacking using stealth while I attacked from close melee range. After hours of fighting Oliver, Olivia and I were still

Oliver retorted with a smirk. "Prepare to meet your end," announced Oliver. In a blink of an eye, Aurora noticed a rapid, almost lightning-fast movement. The piercing screams and the gruesome sound of bones shattering filled the air. She watched as blood pooled on the ground. She found herself standing alongside Oliver, who remained unmoved, and Orion, whose amusement was evident as he observed the unfolding spectacle. The man, once brimming with an aura of invisible power, was now effortlessly besting his adversaries.

Oliver picked up on them quickly enough, putting on a determined expression as he said, "That's right, I did ally with you. But you captured the woman I love, and I can't stand for that. The alliance is over." "Very well." Grunt smirked. "I guess I thought too highly of you. Anyway, do you think you can beat me with just a few thousand men?" Oliver did not spare another second before he sent a wave of energy that burst from his body. He roared, "Bring it on!" He raised his hand, prepared to order the Black Tortoise warriors around him to attack. The thousands of Black Tortoise warriors channeled their auras, constricting through the atmosphere in the cave.

This made the three thugs behind him furious and then chased after Olivia with a fast run. "Hey! Wait, don't run!" he exclaimed very grimly. Olivia didn't want to heed it. He kept running, ignoring the three goons who kept scolding him. When she almost reached her destination, Olivia had to fall because she tripped over a rock. Olivia was grimacing in pain, she tried to get up immediately and started running again. However, the pain in his leg overcame all of his intentions. Olivia finally gave up. Olivia gave up when the three thugs started to approach her with sly grins. Even so, deep down in Olivia's heart, she was expecting a miracle from God. "I leave it all with you, Lord." ***