Soldier X Torcher Novels & Stories

His eyes were full of provocation as he looked at Christiano. Christiano's eyes were cold. The man in front of him was called Old Wolf. He was born as a special soldier and had made a lot of military achievements for his country. Later, he retired and joined the mercenary group. He basically had retired veterans. He didn't expect that he would be hired this time. "It seems that I really underestimated you. How did you find me so soon? Is the collapse of my mine also your masterpiece?" "This is just our first meeting. I think you will like this gift very much!"

"You want the healer? You have to go through the bitch first!" ‎ ‎She opened fire. Two soldiers dropped. ‎ ‎The lead trooper raised his flamethrower. ‎ ‎"Ignite," he ordered. ‎ ‎A torrent of orange fire rushed toward her. ‎ ‎Vexa didn't flinch. She dropped her rifle. She grabbed the grenade from her belt with her good hand. She pulled the pin with her teeth. ‎ ‎She didn't throw it. ‎ ‎She sprinted. ‎ ‎She ran straight into the fire.

Many soldiers had already perished under Xander’s dreadful Lycan jaw and claws. They soaked the forest clearing in their blood, making it harder to move without slipping on the wet grass. Only a few were left to fight, including the hunter still standing proudly on his horse, shooting arrows to subdue us. When the hunter reached the last arrows, he charged with his horse, slashing his sword close to Xander while another soldier distracted him. When the hunter’s sword came down on Xander, I blasted it away before it came too close and ran towards the man.

The turned just kept whimpering. "I could do this all day but unfortunately, I don't have the time." Xander said annoyed and pushed the torch in the turned's face, not in a different spot but in the same spot such that some charred pieces of it's charred flesh started dropping off. The turned screamed more, thrashing about as Ben held it in place. "Please please...stop." it cried. "Fine. Speak." Xander said coldly, pulling the torch off as the turned cried.

The clearing glowed with the twinkling fairy lights that adorned every tree, and the torches that had been lit along the path to illuminate the participants' way. Brand stood in front of the Yggdrasil feeling like his throat was being constricted by a stiff collar rather than a soft tunic. He wore a bearskin over one shoulder to symbolize strength and protection. He was also glad of its warmth as the first snows had started to fall just in the last week. He huffed as Brodi clapped him on the shoulder. "Nervous yet?" he asked with a smile, adjusting the leather hauberk that held his broadsword across his back and the belt at his waist where the sheath for his ceremonial dagger rested.

He yearns to become the strongest Seeker in the future. So after seeing these people, his excitement hit the peak. Some people and even soldiers around shouted and whispered in loud voices. "Look, that's Pyro of the Red Dragon Party right?" One of the soldiers whispered to the person beside him, in a slightly loud voice. "Right, it's him, no doubt!" Answered by the second soldier in an excited tone. "Woah, look at his armor... So cool!" Said by the other soldier. The person they called Pyro was wearing a red crystal-like armor with the carvings of dragon scales.

Another greedy soldier wanna-be. "What's your name?" Chloe asked. "Pyro. Future great Fire Kryst." He proudly declared. Chloe smiled. This Kryst doesn't even go anywhere near Teacher Eric's ability to control fire. "You have your own. Be contented." The man charged at her in a blinding speed, fire enveloping his body to protect from her water but Chloe was still and calm.

They rode solo. All four of them; Ryder, Lyra, Iris and Xanth, having left a few of their soldiers in Rocheveron and a number sent back to Astaroth to get more troops. Ryder had the intent of keeping Rocheveron under the control of his army until he had the time to deal with them on his own and he intended on dealing with them. All throughout the ride, he could not take his mind off the things that had happened and he rode steadily beside Lyra, constantly keeping his eyes on her.

I leapt at the second rogue knocking him off of the warrior but as we rolled the rogue landed on top of me with his teeth snapping at my face. My interference allowed the warrior to counter attack and sink his fangs into the rogue's throat and rip it open, coating me with the blood. The battle was nearly over and I saw Gamma Xavier’s wolf Torch do something to one of the rogue’s that looked like the rogue was being electrocuted. The wolf dropped to the ground in a jittering, drooling heap and the remaining rogues began to run away. I started to run in their direction when Thunder, Alpha Kieran’s wolf, gave the command to stand down and I stopped.

‘I admit my mistake. Torfo sent a flaming kick towards him, which he blocked and instead, pulling Torfo by his foot. Torfo shot a fireball towards him, but he dodged downward and hauled the foot on his shoulder. As he attempted to throw the soldier off to his front, he felt his back being held and blazing heat burning.