Oliver Fight Bg3 Novels & Stories

I don't kill, I immobilize. I was in the full battle mode now, and wolves were falling at my feet. I was ripping into the side of a gold-coloured wolf, I was distracted. Too distracted to see a rouge lunge at my right. The wolf knocked me to the floor and I growled as blood pooled from my side. The battle was drawing to a close, the rouges were retreating. The wolf tearing at my body was doing it out of spite. I struggled, made a last attempt to lunge and my teeth sunk into his throat. He thrust away from me and retreated, blood dripping from his coat. I sunk down as the pack began howling in victory, a soft smile working its way onto my lips

I growled as I moved Nicole so that she was against my chest but that only made her wails fill the open space around us. "I am the one who has been trying to kill you for a while now Ellie. But it doesn't seem to matter what I do. You just don't want to die," he chuckled darkly. Jayson had now moved into a defensive position while Luca was trying to sooth the cries now coming from Maxwell. Where the hell was Blake when you needed him? Oh. Yeah. He's preparing the warriors for a war which is already on the territory. "You're James' son?" I narrowed my eyes questioningly in his direction but the smirk which covered his face said it all.

Oliver was not in time to react to it and fixed his gaze to look at it, which the sight of it terrified him. "This… this… this…" Oliver widened his eyes to look at the scene before him. At that moment, the tens of Genetic Fighters behind him had all fallen to the ground and were all dead with their eyes opened. "How is this even possible?!" In the end, Oliver still blurted it out and his face looked utterly terrified. Lucas glanced at Oliver faintly, and slowly said, "I've said before that I'll make you witness their corpses in just one second. Now, do you believe what I said?"

I had the urge to vomit blood but I held it within. "Oliver, what are you doing here?" I heard another masculine voice. I was relieved to see Oliver who had come running turning around, his back facing me. Oliver said alertly, "I heard someone, Rocky. Someone is here." Rocky looked around before getting his gaze back at Oliver, "This is my territory to guard. You know I am the strongest Laxa Soldier for a reason. I bet there's no one here." Oliver was still not convinced, "But I did see someone."

It was probably broken from the force of the strike. Oliver wiped the blood away with the back of his hand, looking down at the red stain, and snarled in animalistic anger. His eyes turned feral as he reset his fighting stance, preparing to charge back into the circle.

he says. I smile. “Mine are visible to everyone. There are so many.” “I like that you don’t hide them.” “There’s no need to hide them. They show how strong I am and what I can overcome. Many have tried to break me and failed. Even my own father.” He smiles. “Willful.” He seems intrigued by me, but his eyes dart to the forest where a sudden howl comes from deep within. “Is that…one of us?” I ask Oliver, who looks very calm amidst my own panicking. “A battle cry. The enemy is here.”

Timothy replied. Oliver nodded. Inwardly, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of relief that he was planning to escape. If he had to fight, he might very well lose his life here in Southern Frontier. How had they won any battles in the past like this?

“In that case...” His eyes gleamed fiercely as he shouted, “If I kill you first, this battle will still be mine!” As he spoke, Oliver attacked again. True vitality burst out like a snowstorm, covering the sky. In an instant, he was right in front of Andrius. Swoosh! Andrius was vigilant and did not give Oliver a chance to sneak up on him. The Linebreaker Overlord in his hand swept a cold arc in the air, blocking Oliver’s fist.

Oliver was the Beta I appointed even as Scarlett's Pack injured. "Oliver," I greeted him with a nod, "how are they holding up?" "They're strong, Alpha, but their spirits are shaken," Oliver replied, his voice tinged with concern. "The battle was fierce, and many of them fear that the darkness is too powerful to overcome." I sighed, understanding the weight of those words. Stepping out of the tent, I glanced around the camp, making eye contact with each wounded pack member. With a deep breath, I spoke, my voice projecting strength despite my own doubts.

He stood up and aimed the dagger at Hilda's head who immediately dodged but was still unlucky enough to get a scratch on her face. "Now we are even." He winked at Hilda. "You know you would have to go through me if you pursue this ambition right?" Cedric stood up abruptly and we all rose to our feet wondering what next was going to happen. The muscular rogue scoffed before breaking into a fit of laughter. "I'm Oliver and I accept this challenge." He walked towards Cedric while they both had a staring fit. His black eyes met Cedric's cold eyes. The heat stemming from them both was enough to boil an egg. I sent a wave of calmness to wash through him while touching his hand and in return, he ga