Tower Battles Games Novels & Stories

PRESENT DAY Matteo (PoV) This b*tch f*cking stabbed me I think stumbling back while trying to pull the blade out of my shoulder. And how the f*ck did she get out of that chair? I wonder, lunging at her. She lands on her back hitting her head hard as she falls, obviously suprised by my quick recovery and attack.

Unlike a fort, a tower is relatively harder to defend due to its narrow base and greater height. But the advantage of a tower wasn't to fortify and store armies, it was to scout. With the tower's height and expert scouts, enemies are discovered quicker than usual and reported back. This was the case currently.

The two of them headed to the house's gaming room. Inside, there were top-of-the-line gaming computers. Grace and Caleb started playing a tower defense game. The game was called "Legends of Triumph" and had nearly 800 million registered users worldwide. After playing only two rounds, they were thoroughly defeated by the opposing team. Grace, feeling defeated, slumped in her gaming chair. "Caleb, we're terrible. We need some help." "Okay, I'll arrange for some assistance right away."

“You’ve earned it. Just don’t break anything this time.” “We make no promises,” Tyler said, grinning. ⸻ Later – The Games Room The royal games room buzzed with energy as the teens piled in. The walls were lined with polished wooden shelves, card tables, vintage arcade machines, and one long, sleek table for tower challenges — their favorite game, which involved stacking enchanted rune stones by speed and strategy until the tower either collapsed or reached the ceiling. Gabby dove for the controls of a retro hoverball game, dragging Cato along with her. “You’re playing.”

“Peter. C’mon, man, what’s going on? Are you okay?” He stopped pacing. “I’m okay, but Blood Moon isn’t.” “What are you talking about?” I asked. Fear pulsed throughout my body. “We JUST got a letter from them today. Are they not able to make it now or something?” Peter shook his head. “They’ve been attacked.” “By whom? What are you talking about?” “We’re not exactly sure yet. We had spies stationed there. I’m sorry I didn’t ask you before sending them. I figured it would be a good idea.”