Squad Saber Vs Squad Venom Novels & Stories

This gave him a big headache as he had no idea how to deal with her, but even then, she wasn't his main concern. The main concern came in the form of the Lycan. This Lycan had a bunch of weird weapons and items on him that he's never seen in the game before. Not counting those weird tonfas that can fire off energy bullets or that possessed chain of his, just those damn grenades that he's got in his possession has proven to be a match for the entire squad. And this isn't even counting the fact that the Lycan himself is so good when it comes to dodging that a group of a dozen men at a time find it hard to even scratch his robe.

A voice pulled me out of my thoughts and I looked back to see my men, the squad I’d called while I was on my way here and like I’d asked, they all came prepared. “Kill whoever and whatever you come across, Yvette and Levi are somewhere in there, I’ll find them and I need you guys to cover me.” I said, raising my hand. They didn’t need me to spell what I wanted out for them before handing me my gun, it was an ACR 6.8, fully loaded and ready for shooting. Without thinking twice or even batting an eyelid, I made my way in as fast as I could and I was hit with the most unpleasant stench ever, a smell I hated but I’ve had to live with.

Looking closer, he saw that each of the men had viper tattoos on different parts of their body. “Jamal can you see this? These men are from the Colombian cartel.” “Yes they are.” Jamal replied in agreement. There was a rap on the van’s door, which Jamal opened to let Maggie and Justin in. “SWAT team are few minutes out.” Maggie announced immediately she entered the cramped vehicle. Looking at his wrist watch, Bryan saw that the time was 7:25am. “Since the men are already set, it’s safe to assume that the handoff will happen in the next five minutes. Put on your bullet proof vests and get your firearms.”

"That's when his enemies will strike." She'd already made contact with the Shadow Wolves-Alpha Dante's pack, who'd been testing Silvermoon's borders for years, looking for any weakness to exploit. Dante had been surprisingly receptive when Sera had reached out through carefully anonymous channels. He wanted Silvermoon's territory. She wanted Kael destroyed. Their goals aligned perfectly.

Those who survived moved on to attack) HAWK EYE: Sir, they are killing our men COMMANDER ARCHER: The order is to keep fighting..no retreat, no surrender, no backing down. RIVER: Shark Sabers (brought out two swords, created an ice force, freezing the warriors in front of him and he slashed them) ANYA: Spearhead (a spear appeared and she started attacking the warriors) LOGAN: Copy cats....copy me (a lot of Logan appeared and they summoned his invisible sword and they all started attacking)

Sachin looked at Severin with a solemn expression. He then said grimly, "Everyone underestimated you." With a subtle gesture, Sachin raised his hand. A dazzling light emanated from it and turned into a bronze halberd. The weapon stretched nine feet long, boasting a dragon-headed blade with sharp edges on both ends. Its bronze sheen exuded a formidable aura, marking it as a premier spiritual artifact.

"What a speech. Not good enough." He glanced to this army behind him. "Destroy the filthy animals. Leave no one alive." With a collective roar, The vampires came charging. The king raised his hand. We waited until they reached within distance. I held the sword in my arm. The weapon laced with oak ash from Christine. Quinn held my arm. As soon as the vampires reached us, the werepanther king put his hand down. "Now!" Theo bellowed. We charged forward.

Watching his flanks collapse, his squad get picked apart, with the calm patience of a man who'd already factored in these losses. Because I was exactly where he wanted me. "There you are," he said. He was tall in person. Taller than Valtherion. Lean, angular, with the economy of movement that spoke of decades of combat. Gray at the temples. Pale eyes that reflected the moonlight like mirrors. A long silver blade in each hand, not ornamental. Working weapons. The edges hummed with something that made my shadow bloodline recoil. Anti-bloodline steel. Forged specifically to cut through ancient power.