Sir Knight Monster X Mediator Novels & Stories

Dio pulled his twin daggers and positioned himself as well. “Are you a mage? -- Dio nodded -- “Caster or amplifier?” the nobleman added. “I’m a caster with melee combat skills. Happy now?” Dio dodged the monster’s hands that almost punched him. “That’s rare.” The nobleman’s sword suddenly flared with blue fire. “If you’re a caster, just back me up!”

he said as he stretched his hand out for a hand shake and I shook his hand with realization on my face. Who would not know Xander knight from the knight family? That family was second only to the Balqk family, they had a chokehold on the medical industry words wide, and the Knight family was filled with prodigies, just like Xavier. Xavier graduated from medschool when he was nineteen and finished his phd by the age of twenty. “Are you a friend of Ryan's?” I asked, even though I pretty much guessed it. “Yes I am” he answered enthusiatically.

Raphael howled desperately. "Uh, wouldn't it be less traumatic if your friend is treated here?" Sensing that he had her attention, Xavier barreled on, "We have a very talented pack doctor whose mate is a dragon healer," his eyes flew to Jaxon, "Beta Vasquez, have someone wake Neville and Titan, please. Tell them we'll be arriving momentarily."

Octo Callie shouted then I zip pass Octo Callie, Meridia the Daedric Prince from Skyrim and Kronika the Keeper of Time from Mortal Kombat 11 waited to see if any of the two struck the final blow. As I flick my X-Blade, Octo Callie collapsed to her knees defeated “defeated!? How it possible” she said before going unconscious. I sheath my X-Blade on my back, carried a the unconscious Callie and walk towards Meridia and Kronika. “I struck the first blow, let’s find a place to hide within the broken city of Shattered Inkopolis or else Corona has found out that I defeated Callie” I said to Kronika and Meridia. Kronika nodded, understanding the urgency. "We need to move quickly," she urged.

As I stand directly in front of the humans, my legs begin to thump with energy. Due to the darkness, I stand silently a few feet away from the humans as they fend off the incoming monsters with difficulty. Analyzing the three characters, two knights and a mage, I found different strengths and weaknesses. My first target is obvious. Every minute, the mage chants a spell or two to heal and assist the knights, while the knights ensure the monster never reaches the mage. With no regard to whether or not I got detected even in my stealth, I started sprinting forward at top speed.

Other generals and my brother Victor stood there with gloomy faces. " What is it Xavier?" I asked, getting curious. " Our royal knights are losing against the vampiric knights. Two of our brave generals died including hundreds of our knights," Xavier reported. " What's the situation of vampiric knights? Did we cause them any harm?" Xavier lowers his face in embarrassment after hearing my question. With hesitation in his voice,he says," Only a few vampiric knights were killed by our knights. Weirdly they have become stronger than before."

The way the girls swoon over him only fuels my annoyance. I hate him. I don't like her. This is a trainwreck. Where is Mirasol's katana? Maybe I can fall on it? “Hello everyone, I’m Brent Hammond. You might recognize me from the cover of this year’s Assassin Magazine.” He strikes a dramatic pose that is in the theme of a Greek statue, and I have to bite my lip to keep from laughing. I nudge Caleb, who is also stifling laughter. “You know the slogan, ‘If they’re a danger to society, we’re a danger to them.’ Well, I coined that.” He flashes a smug grin. “And if that doesn’t ring a bell, maybe my stats will—I’m the best in the world.”

—the brain of the new world order. "Okay, Myra. Set up the transmitter," I said, my voice shaking. "We’re going to hijack the keynote feed. But the second I plug in, Victor is going to know exactly where we are." Meanwhile, in the Ballroom... Julian stood in the center of the gala, the holographic image of Victor towering over him. The eyes of every billionaire, scientist, and world leader were fixed on the "Monster of Owerri."

“No one outside the inner circle knows until the Alpha decides otherwise.” The medic nodded, pale, and stepped back. I crouched, staring at the small, bloodless incisions. Whoever had done this wasn’t sloppy. They’d been calm. Almost professional. And they did it casually, as if it was the easiest thing to do. I could feel my pulse in my throat. This wasn’t a rogue attack. It was a message. And that message came from inside the walls. “Hunter.” Xavier’s voice snapped through the air, low and controlled. I stood immediately, turning as he approached. His wolf’s aura rolled ahead of him, sharp, suffocating.

The tall dark man pointed his spear at the priestess. The witch priestess’ eyes turned into slits in anger. How dared this Medjay come between her and the four foreigners? He even dared to look at her in the eye! “Kill him!” the priestess commanded the remaining guards by her side. The twelve guards came charging at the man on the horse but Kent and Eric helped the huge man using their martial arts. The Medjay killed most of the guards while the two young male foreigners managed to knock the others unconscious. The priestess could do nothing but to run away on horseback, back to her temple.