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My Dad was one of the best B-ranks in his days but he's retired now and when I grow up I'm going to surpass him, but my bratty elder brother always gets in the way. He frowned. 'If we're talking about dislikes I guess you can say he's the number one on my list. I'm a Turd and I'm going to be the greatest hero who ever lived.' He grinned. 'As for my strength you can say I'm really extremely strong and I don't wear down easily. However I kinda get angry a lot. Even the smallest thing annoy me.' Andrew rolled his eyes. 'My name is Ryan Zintez. I'm classified as a Wintex and my capabities are manipulating electricity. My goal is to protect the world from the shadows and while I'm gifted in all t

"For my sister and the entire pack of the Night Warriors Pack, accept your end, Haria!" After saying that, Girlie immediately attacked Haria with all of her might. Even though Haria was in pain as her wound was not totally healed, she was still able to avoid Girlie's attacks. But her opponent did not stop and continued to attack her. She is able to dodge Girlie's attacks but she doesn't know how long she can last. The speed and strength she has right now was limited as she is not totally healed yet. If Girlie continue to attack her with no change in the speed and strength she was showing, she would surely be the one to die in this fight.

I asked. Kael didn’t answer immediately. Instead he glanced toward the emptying yard, then back at me. “Because you shouldn’t be that bad.” I frowned. “That’s… oddly insulting.” “It’s honest.” He crouched slightly so we were eye level. “You’re not weak,” he said. I snorted. “Okay. Now I know you’re joking.” “I’m not.” “You watched me fall off a beam five times.” “Four.” “Still.” Kael tapped the step beside my boot.

The three strongest heroes in existence currently ……………………………………………………………………….. Hero Name: Apex Characteristics: Wise, strategic, and charismatic leader. Physical Features: Tall and imposing stature, with silver hair and piercing blue eyes. Ranking: S-Rank Attributes: Exceptional strength, unmatched combat skills, and the ability to manipulate energy. Hero Name: Seraphina Characteristics: Compassionate, empathetic, and skilled healer. Physical Features: Graceful and elegant, with long flowing golden hair and gentle blue eyes. Ranking: S-Rank

An elder next to me mumbled without moving her lips, "Stay alert, my Luna." I mentally nodded. Cole's face surfaced in my mind and I was slightly calmed. A finger pointed carelessly in my direction. "She is a curse!" Abe broke into hysterical laughing. His fighters cast strange looks at him. "She weakens anyone who goes near her, including you all. Why do you think this battle happened?" Ignoring the hotness in my eyes and the bitter taste in my mouth, I kept still. None of us dared to move for the slightest movement would give away our secret weapon.

It was like the whole world was on pause after Resa just released those words from her mouth. ~~~~~~~~ In a dark carven, Micheal sat at the center of the carven with a gold-haired young man by his side. The man's looks were just so out of this world. He had an angelic aura around him as his body emitted golden sparks around him. "The little human has found a way to protect herself once more. But we are not going to back down, not this time, not ever" Mike said with hate and bloodlust obvious in his voice. But the man next to him had emotions contrast to his, he had determination obvious in his voice as he said inwardly "No matter what you do, I won't let you hurt my mate!". As he said it inw

I became weak. TBC...

Something more deadly and toxic. Something she can provide him. Throwing aside the cigarette, he sighs to grip the railing tightly, sending a mindlink. Within minutes, he hears the door to his room opening. Followed by the sound of heels clicking on the floor. The clicking sound stops behind him, but he doesn't even bother to turn around and look at the person. Opening his palms, he roars in impatience. " How strong?" " 1.5 wsl" She speaks, placing the potion bottle on the man's palm.

“Wolf of eternal strength…“ My Mom gets up, next to her is my uncle Chester holding on to her, helping her to gather enough strength to walk. Some of the Pack are now removing my father from the field, lifting him high in the air. I would say to bring him to safety but the deep broken sobs of my mother just confirm the worst. She tries to hide it but it’s clear that his life was taken far too soon. My heart smashes into a million pieces, never have I felt pain like this before. I swallow hard trying to keep the tears at bay as I watch them carry him away. A moment of weakness which Faron tries to exploit once more. A fast unpredicted bash towards me, as the voices in my head are getting loud