Novel & Cerita Voltron Narti

Leno said pointedly. I fold my arms in front of me. “Anything else, Beta Leeeeeno,” I said, scoffing while dragging his name. He stepped forward, standing in front of me. “You know you are lucky it was me and not my mate,” he said, grinning menacingly. I visibly shudder. I am not a warrior. I barely went through the training to shift our first time. But Nora came from another pack. She is scary in combat. I gulped and nodded. “Good, you do have a guard outside. Just ask him what you need, and we will get it,” he said while he walked away, his back to me, waving his hand.

They emerged onto a grated balcony overlooking a massive, sunken concrete combat pit. Down in the sand, the fight had just ended. Standing victorious over the twitching, sparked-out remains of a heavy combat cyborg was a woman who looked like she had been forged in a volcano. She was a Kroltan—standing nearly seven feet tall, her skin a deep, hardened crimson laced with natural, jagged bio-armor plating. She dropped a massive, blood-stained kinetic hammer onto the sand, raising her heavily scarred arms as the crowd screamed her name.

There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria. How could I destroy her now? Her being half human, and Astoria’s vow made this complicated. “Now what indeed.” I sighed out loud. The best thing I could do was keep her in sight and make sure she didn’t realize her powers. Snuff it out before she did. I had Max. He was the most knowledgeable in werewolf law. He could help me. “I want—what’s the thing's name—? “Jezebel.” “I want Jezebel to come live with me. She will stay under my clan, as my ward.”

Mina said looking at the four golden warriors who were flying above them protectively. “What have you done? You have ruined everything, if my daughter dies because of your stupidity I will rip you to shreds and feed you to the sharks.” Triton said as his powers surged and water came from out of nowhere lifting him into the air. His hieroglyphics glowed not just blue but also gold, his trident appeared in his hand along with a golden crown that formed on his head.

Silvester came off the board, followed by Bow and his men, then the horses. “Do we really need them?” Tristan asked Silvester as the men took the two bolt-throwers down the wide plank towards the shore. He found them similar to metal carriages as the crew tied them to the horses. “In places like this, we’ll need all the means of survival we can get.” “But dragonfire will melt them easily.” “They’re titanium,” Bow cut in, “We’re not fools, boy. We know very well what we’re dealing with.” Tristan rolled his eyes, then he turned around. A massive volcano stood far ahead of them, surrounded by a vast tropical forest. They entered and Tristan immediately sensed beasts in their area.

Regardless, he charged at me with renewed determination. Peripherally, I noted that my Pack's soldiers were struggling, especially Nathan, whose wolf form seemed weakened. This distraction allowed Elton to land a blow. His minions stormed into our territory, causing destruction and chaos. Shaking off the impact, I retaliated with a forceful magical assault, sending Elton flying.

Arni took a step forward, and Alvatrone immediately backed down, opening a path for him to reach the heads; he knew he couldn't stand in the way of a deity. “You've got him furious, and you have no idea what he's capable of when he's angry,” Arni said. “And what brings you here to warn us?” “... I have not come to warn you; I have come to recover the king's corpse, which I hope to accompany and bury in the celestial realm.” Alvatrone was the focus of publicity. The heads turned to look at him. "What?" “Order the dark bender to deliver Arni's body; you are in charge of him, aren't you?”

Gulping the lump of jitter climbing up my throat, I rest my head on his shoulder and close my eyes tightly. God, please save my son. He is the only one I've left in this world, my reason to live. I don't want to lose my Eren a second time. "Hayat." I open my eyes when I hear Toni's voice. He is standing in front of me, Troy in his arms. "Eren is a fighter. He will make it." He says, giving me a comforting smile.

They were born and bred to fight and lead, often much stronger and faster than your average werewolf. "Then I suppose she wouldn't mind if I attended training tomorrow, to make sure you're fit for the job." Atlas replied, the start of a cold fire danced within his crystal eyes. He moved his gaze from Dustin to me, and I watched the crackling flames become smothered under the mask he placed over his face. "Not at all." I answered, my voice even and controlled, despite the anger he invoked within me. I met his eyes without hesitation, using all of my strength to keep myself grounded. "Make sure you stay out of my way; I won't be responsible if you get hurt."

The Hairitalos snarled and charged at Jotun with its massive body. Jotun started to panic. Without much thought, he quickly activated his internal energy and formed a long saber to defend himself. He had not known what a terrifying creature he was dealing with. "Argh!" The Hairitalos collided with the long saber. As the Hairitalos burst its force, the long blade split into fragments. Jotun cried out in pain, and his blood spilled from the sky. He was thrown more than a hundred meters backward and landed on a marble stone.