Ultra Magnus X Rodimus Romane & Geschichten

He body slammed Diesel before stalking towards me. “Not so majestic are you with scaled fur.” I tried to tease Magnus. Saliva dripped from his barred teeth as his body coiled. He launched himself into the air. His attack was interrupted by my father. The white and black wolf took Magnus to the ground. They were snarling and snapping at each other while they rolled over the lawn. Even the sentries stood and watched the match. Both wolves were formidable. From what I remembered from Doc’s lecture, Magnus had super strength and rarely tired.

“Well, let’s see how it goes… “ “Last time, it was kamaitachi… what’s it going to be this time around?... “ At the north special box of the Colosseum, Flavius Great-grandmother nodded her head as she watches following a loud clanking and plonking sound, hearkened through out the arena as chains rattled before long half of the arena tensely folded into the other half where the EXTERMINATOR stood heavily as red and black vapor emitted from it’s invulnerable body appearing as though series of plates were tacked on above the other conjointly cladded with great helm revealing an eye slit that glowed in red standing many feet taller and different in appearance than when Herminia previously wore it

he said He was offering Roman a chance to join his pack, “you could even bring your little chimera pet” he added sarcastically and Lucas growled “No! I’m not joining your pack” Roman fired immediately “I guess a lab rat will always be a lab rat, isn’t it?” Legion turned to experiment 12 He knows their true nature, he knows they were made. And how did 12 join them, did they find him somewhere Bernard dumped him cause he was dead or did he escape like he did?

“She thinks she’s won.” Her fingers danced across the keys again. The black screen blinked. Then it glowed. > Echidna Protocol: Initializing... A faint click sounded from the server bank in the far corner of the room. Lights went off and on, unstable, red, then green. The masked figure finally spoke, voice distorted, androgynous. “Are you sure you want to use it now?” Regina tilted her head. “No one remembers the mother of monsters,” she said. “They only see the heroes who slayed them.”

I wobble on my feet, completely exhausted but manage to keep the stray wolf firmly in a chokehold. He lets out a cruel laughter, like his teammates dead around him didn't mean anything. "You fight a losing battle. We have a weapon that can kill an immortal." He throws his head back, letting out a hysterical laugh. "You fight a losing battle, mortals!" Ryker's hand extends into a claw, which he plunges into the man's side. I let go of him, watching the last of the rogues crumble to the floor. "They drive me fucking mad," Ryker mutters, walking away, barking out orders to Ragnar's minions.

🦋 CATALINA 🦋 Stepping into the grand entrance of the academy, I felt a rush of anticipation mingling with the weight of expectation. The heavy metal swings open with a resonant clang, and on it is carved, ‘Skill craft music academy.” I can barely focus, my mind is clouded with memories of how the leader of Asmodeus' heir, Magnus, knows my name, and stated with no remorse whatsoever that I owe him a death, which means he’s definitely coming to kill me. And why Corvin reacted the way he did, demanding I stay away from Magnus, just after trying to kill me himself. I wish so badly to go back to when I wasn’t involved with them.

She stood naked in the center of the glass dome, her body illuminated by the ethereal northern lights above. Magnus entered silently — a 6’11” Black Icelandic special forces veteran with a body like forged obsidian. His dark skin contrasted sharply with the white surroundings as he locked the door behind him. Freya’s voice was low and hungry. “No mercy tonight. I want to be completely destroyed.”

I do not deserve anything real. When I am ready, I go out the room and I ignore her as she holds me by my arm. I get out of the house and go straight to my office. I call Egil and I sit on my desk. I am Alpha Magnus Ulfisson, the Killer of Rogues. I shouldn’t have forgotten that. *** “Magnus!” Antiope demands for the millionth time. “She is outside,” Egil hisses. “I can hear her.” “Don’t do this!”

A frustrated sigh leaves Magnus’ lips before he claims, “That’s not what we need to focus on right now. If the hydralith wakes—” “It won’t wake unless I end its slumber with the flute,” Rasmus interrupts. An almost imperceptible smile touches his lips when he elaborates, “It’s a Merilure, my own invention. Hydralith are susceptible to certain vibrations. This amplifies it and puts them into a sort of magical slumber.”

from the wooden post of the room, there emerged Saturnio, so unpleasant like he had always been. The Magnus snapped at him enflamed. "Damn you! It's your fault!!" The Magnus was about to cast an offensive spell to Saturnio but a great hammer of ice crushed him to the ground. The hammer hit his head and his face was now buried to the ground. He did not move not because he could not but he was ashamed and angry.