Novel & Cerita Twelve Guardian Ninja

“Master Wade, we heard that you encountered some trouble and so, I came here with the Ito family to do a small part to help you!” Yahiko also spoke up and said, “Mr. Wade! All of the top ninjas from the four greatest ninja clans in Japan are here too. They will fight with all of their might and strength no matter who the other party is!” Yahiko did not dare to mention the words ‘Ten Thousand Armies’ because he was afraid that the ninjas’ morale would be affected as soon as they heard that. Once he said this, almost all of the members of the Wade family were all shocked and excited!

"Wow, impressive." Once he was done with the girls, he carried them over to the unfortunate girl. I followed them, and I witnessed Zack entering a cave. To conceal my presence, I hid under a large rock. Zack, I knelt beside Lyca and summoned the healer from our clan. He is the driving force behind the dominance of the Zornzon clan. Unlike the other clans, we have a unique member known as the Guardian. We have three Guardians in the first clan, while the others have two or one. The Guardian possesses a special ability.

Without help from the dark, Zion Mercenaries could not infiltrate Arcadia for so many years without getting exposed. “And, I might need to borrow a few men from the Guardians to protect a few people,” Kaze said. The Guardians was a group of elite guards, who specialized in protecting important figures. The safety and security of high-ranking officers, such as Isaac himself, were managed by the said group. They might not be the strongest warriors, nor the swords that cut down enemies, but they were the best protectors, the sturdiest shield that safeguarded the people. Taking down Zion Mercenaries' affiliates or soldiers would surely cause retaliation.

I whisper, forgetting for a moment to be afraid. Elias nods softly. “The Hall of Twelve is just ahead.” When we reach the next landing, the guards stop before a pair of massive doors. These are not carved like the others. They are pure silver, etched with swirling patterns that pulse faintly as if alive. The handles are shaped like intertwined wolves, their eyes set with tiny moonstones. One guard bows again. “This is where we part ways. The Council is waiting.” Cassian inclines his head. “Thank you.”

in the same monotonous manner. The twelfth member of the coven was definitely the most disadvantaged. If anyone tried to inflict pain onto Vivienne, the twelfth sister would take on that pain and the physical markings. If the twelfth member died the pain would move onto the eleventh member and so on. This meant that Vivienne had twelve lives and no one could touch her. Her hand is the only force that can harm her.