Squid Games Guards Season 1 Novels & Stories

if I can recall his name is Seisaju he's one of the forth Strongest Kiyosaku. Seisaju : Well Shinjuku we're here. Shinjuku : Yessss Now let the games begin. S1 E10 "Life or Death"

‌ Kevin gulped audibly and whispered to Vasky, "Oh no, it's Pickle Guardian." ‌ Vasky nodded, equally concerned. "Seems he's not too thrilled to see us again." ‌ The security guard cleared his throat, his tone stern. "Well, well, well, if it isn't the pickle perpetrators. Thought you could just run away, did you?" ‌ Vasky, never one to miss an opportunity for humor, replied with an exaggerated air of innocence, "Run? Us? Oh no, good sir. We were merely practicing our cardio routine through these lovely corporate hallways."

Clapping and cheering ovations reigned in the atmosphere as the guard went and stood in the cleared part and later, the Werewolf Hunters joined him. "Remember, the first to be taken down shall be thrown into the dungeon." George's voice echoed before he snapped his fingers for the fight to start. Silence drifted in as everyone's eye focused on the guard's body frame. They were all waiting for just a tug so that he would finally be taken down as his body frame didn't portray any sign of masculinity like the duo's.

but I am not causing trouble I will just play some little pranks on them hehehe] Gengar goes and taps on one guard's shoulder, the guard turns towards his partner Guard 1 "Did you just call" Guard 2 "No, what are you talking about? get back to your work and stand still" Guard 1 'But I thought he called me, well let's get back to work if the boss sees me lacking he will surely punish me' But then he suddenly feels a tap on his shoulder Guard 1 "Hey why are you calling me?" Guard 2 "Is something wrong with you today I didn't call you, now go back to your work or boss will kill us"

He helps me up, shielding me from the camera with his body. "Good puppets," Evelyn slow claps. "Marcus is released." On the screen, the guard holsters his gun. He cuts the zip ties on Marcus’s wrists. "Get out," the guard says. Marcus scrambles to his feet. He looks at the camera—at us—with horror, then runs out of the frame. One down. "Next," Evelyn says. She points to Chloe. The guard moves his gun to the girl’s temple. "No," Lena screams through her gag.

I didn’t care much about my own pain, but I kept looking at Drax, expecting him to shift very soon. I didn’t care anymore. I actually wanted him to shift, so he could deal with those fucking rogues. Sadly, he didn’t. He just grunted, trying his best to subvert the pain. “That’ll teach you to learn not to talk anyhow to boss’s girlfriend.” They added as they continued hitting us. “Enough!” Ryker, who stood at the entrance, ordered them. “We want them alive for the bargain.” “Chad, guard the cave. Keep an eye on them.” He told one of them. Then he turned around, and the rest of them followed him.

said Mika “There are six guards coming your way, Mr Estenhuiz must have larted them. No matter what they do, do not fight them. They might lead you to the core themselves.” I said. Mika and Katleho tried to calm themselves down. Suddenly six security guards entered. “You are not who you say you are and I have proof. Mr Dandala and Mr Hans are that proof. Can you please come closer gentlemen.” Two security guards came foward. Mika recognised them, they were the same guards he had attacked the day he found Oliver laying on the floor bleeding.

"Or are you too busy being a perfect guard to notice the world around you?" Before I could answer, a sound came from the bushes, and five men stepped out. "Rogues," Jessica whispered, her face going pale. I narrowed my eyes. They looked like Rogues, but they didn't smell like them. Rogues had this smell of dirt and something that could cause a sudden nauseous feeling at first inhale. But these men? They had a familiar kind of scent I hadn't forgotten. They were Nathan’s hit squad. "My Lady, get back in the car," I said, my voice dropping an octave. "Go. Now."

Amelia crouched beside Adrian behind an abandoned truck, her pulse pounding. “Final count?” Adrian whispered to Marcus through the earpiece. Marcus’s voice crackled back. “Fifteen guards. Armed.” Adrian smirked. “Amateurs.” Amelia gripped her gun. “You ready?” Adrian’s gaze flicked to her. “Stay behind me.” She rolled her eyes. “I’m not a damn porcelain doll.” His lips twitched. “Then don’t get shot.” Before she could respond, Adrian moved. The first guard never saw him coming. A swift snap of the neck, and the man crumpled like paper.

And immediately we are surrounded by guards armed with bows and arrows with a silver bullet point coated in what is obviously poison if the green clear liquid on it is anything to go by, and from the emblem of their uniforms I can tell they are guards of the Shadow moon pack. “We have been fished,” she adds. “So, that’s where the mute has been hiding all these while,” A voice I know all too well says. It’s Nico. Adrian’s friend with the cropped hair. One who particularly loved reminding me of my muteness and uselessness. He walks towards me, towering above me with a smirk. “Cannot believe I earned myself ten bags of denarii.”