Saber Force Warrior Novels & Stories

elped in pain. With no further hesitation, I slammed my shield against his face as I slowly regained my vision. The warrior lay on the floor, holding his hand in excruciating agony. I stood over him. Long gone were the arrogant and vile pair of eyes as I looked into the warrior’s anxious expression that was visible through his balaclava. I shook my head in disgust and swiped my shield across his face, as he sunk to the floor and became an unconscious heap of demoniac human flesh. Zak was struggling to fend off his attack, so I grabbed my sword and rushed over to him. The warrior saw an opportunity to stab him in the stomach and as he brought back his sword to generate some power, I used my s

Hello, Future Generations. My name is Saber. I’m the current Queen-to-be of the Fox Skulk (Foxes have Skulks like wolves have packs). I understand if this is a new concept to you or if you think that this book you have found can’t be real. I mean, Fox Skulk? Fox Shifters? Magic? If you’re a normal human living your mundane life, I’m sorry, but I’m about to blow the lid off everything you know.

The sound of swords clashing and bodies hitting the ground echoed around him. There was one of his sparring partner he took to liking very well. As Silas was sparring with the other warriors, he found himself matched up against a particularly skilled opponent named Finn. Finn was known for his agility and quick reflexes, and he gave Silas a run for his money. The two warriors exchanged blows, their swords clanging loudly against each other. Silas could feel the sweat pouring down his face as he tried to keep up with Finn's movements. He was impressed by the other warrior's skills and determination.

“B-but, how?” Mei laughed, amused at the look of bewildered shock on Jade’s face. “It’s a special skill I’ve had since… since…” Mei’s smile vanished. She seemed to be hesitating about something. “Since?” Jade prodded. “Well, you see,” Mei continued. “I’m sure you’ve heard about the beast gods. Well, I’m actually one of the seven stars of a beast god.” “WHAT? I can’t believe it! Which holy beast?” Mei raised an eyebrow, “Bai Hu.”

My tongue felt heavy while the taste of that copper-honey blood coated the back of my throat, ensuring I didn't feel like the girl who had been crying in the silk sheets an hour ago. The warrior across from me stopped laughing. He was a Gamma, his frame thick with the kind of muscle that only comes from decades of guarding the border, and as he shifted his weight to grind his boots into the sand, he looked at me and then at the sword Duke had handed me before I walked out here. "Let me be direct with you, human," the warrior said, tightening his grip on his own blade until the leather wrap creaked under his palm. "I will be soft on you, because I don't want to damage the skin before the Alph

His warriors spread out ahead of us, giving us space without being told. "That's twice now," he said without looking back. I knew what he meant. The phone call with Harrison. And now this. "Thank you," I said. Nothing more. "I was hoping for more than thanks." He slowed his pace until we walked side by side. "Join my team for the hunt. Consider it repayment." "I'd slow you down." A half-smile. "I doubt that very much." "Sasha is the strongest female warrior now. Everyone says so. Your team doesn't need another fighter."

"So what do you want?" “She, Randu…as mine.” "You want to fight the wolf?" "They don't love each other… I know that." “So you want to have a power struggle with the wolf? Judging from his body and from his scars, he must be someone important." Said Argo again. He studied the man's large, muscular body. “Yes, I know him, he is an Alpha child, a warrior, his name is Burdak. Not a loving person, not at all suitable for my Randu."

“Alone? No, young lady. The shadows of the morning always hide those who want to beat the sun. They don’t need the light to show their dedication. They only need their soul and sword, like you.” Carysse felt goosebumps. Did the old man know that she had her hidden dagger with her? “Who are you?” she asked. He couldn’t be an enemy. But what would an old man be doing wandering around when someone like him should be in his bed? “I lost my name ages ago, young lady. With the changing of times, the heavens must have deemed it unnecessary for my head to retain my original identity but they were kind enough to leave my war soul intact and untouched. People call me Saber. And I am here at the summon

Since its offensive capabilities were roughly equivalent to a level 10 Full Warrior, of course it would be something like a poorly cooked Warrior since it would not have special combat skills or Feats focused on that type of combat, so objectively although the Outside of a level 20 Fullcaster with 10 extra levels of a Mythic class, as a warrior he was disappointingly a level 10 hopefully. Zark assumed a position with the sword, although he personally had never used a sword, his new body knew what to do. With a firm movement, he made a cut in the air and as a result of this some shock waves were released by the force used in the weapons. Small pieces of glass fell to the ground, denoting that

The two-gave blade transmitted a sparkling light that connoted his power as a Two Star Silver Swordsman. Different Battle Force positions were effortlessly recognized. Bronze Battle Force invigorated one a marginally polished look and extraordinarily expanded one's, nimbleness and perseverance when it circled through one's body. Iron Battle Force for the most part centered around the assurance of the body. For instance, strengthening the hands, making them transmit a weak sparkle and have the durability of iron, extraordinarily expanding their protective capacities on different occasions beyond what that of a normal person can be utilized. Silver positioned Battle Force succeeded at the goin