Wake Up Warrior Manga Novels & Stories

"You train, Aurora. You learn to control that power that is in you. You become the White Luna. It won't be easy, but it is something that needs to be done." "And this war, what’s it all about?" Aurora asked, visions spreading in her mind of everything that she saw, of cities in ash, of black lightning. "There’s is a prologue to the great war, to the war of darkness that would smother the world in its arms. You just focus on getting ready, Aurora. You need to be strong."

he said. I shook my head, my chest rising and falling with exhaustion. “Never,” I said in a dry voice, and our weapons clashed. “You led the last war?” I said more like a statement than a question. “You seem sure,” he said as we pulled back and came at each other again. “I heard the stories of the warrior,” I said, aiming for his abdomen. He slapped my spear, spun his sword around and shoved me back with his foot. “Rather than bother about rumours, you should concentrate on winning this fight,” he said.

Every gesture, every whispered word, he cataloged in his mind with cold precision. This was exactly what Mahisar had warned him about: the return of Durga, the Goddess Warrior, here to reclaim her power. To him, it was not a blessing but a threat, a harbinger of a world turned upside down—where men would be subjugated, obsolete, their strength irrelevant. The two inside, so absorbed in their awe and devotion, had no inkling of the force they had awakened. They didn’t know who she really was. And Danny intended to be ready for what came next.

I placed my trembling hand over the warrior's bandaged chest as his sternum was broken. I inhaled deeply. “Ready?” Nyx nodded, and then darkness swallowed us again. In a split second, I was witnessing that same fight from another angle. This warrior had also stood between the laboratory and the enemy. He fought fiercely, defending the laboratory until more Wild Prowlers warriors arrived. The rogues retreated, and the injured warrior collapsed just like his brother. However, the vision didn’t end at this. Instead, the warrior’s motionless body remained in my vision. He groaned in pain as his wolf tried to heal his injuries, and the fight continued around him.

The copper taste of betrayal on my tongue as the sky over Boston turned to ink. "She’s awake! Doctor, she’s opening her eyes!" The voice hit me like a physical blow. It was Lurii. But her voice was wrong, it was higher, thinner, vibrating with a youthful, frantic energy untouched by the years of bourbon and bitterness I’d heard on that rooftop. I blinked, my vision swimming through a haze of tears and the stinging glare of the overhead lights. As the shapes solidified, I saw them. Standing on either side of my bed were the two architects of my ruin. Marcus and Lurii.

“I need it ASAP.” He opened the door. Beta Mellow was already inside the chamber and so is Amari. Maridelle remained gazing only to Alpha Lachlan’s feet to guide herself on where to go, obviously avoiding any eye contact. Beta Mellow and Amari stood up as he entered the chamber. “Beta Mellow,” he called him. When he is certain that he got his full attention, he continued speaking. “Prepare the pack. All our warriors must ready themselves for a bloody war. There is going to be a bloodbath any time soon.”

The warrior was struck with something that looked like a beam of light from the eyes of the creature above it and he passed out and turned pale, as he looked into the mirror to see the creature. Dike noticed that he was still alive and carried him without his spear and bag out of the land of ‘Don’t Look Up’ The rest of the warriors gathered around him as they set up a fire by scratching rocks on dry leaves. They massaged him with cold water on his forehead besides the fire as he lay down cold and pale. Some warriors were on the guard as the others attended to the warrior who laid down While treating and waiting for the fallen warrior to recover, they heard a roar from the forest.

I got so emotional hearing that. "I should have not told you in first place." "No it’s ok, I am ok, don't get bothered for me" "Hmm" "Love you, get back soon my cupcake" I cooed. "Cupcake!! Love you too, take care" he closed the link after that. 'I better get going, I have task at hand, and being warrior is not easy you see' I get up from my bed and walk towards bathroom. 'Warrior?" Ara asked playfully.

The warrior stands as Quinn reaches him and asks, “Hey Quinn, what’s your problem man, it’s not like she’s marked. That makes her fair game for anyone so back off.” Quinn lets out one of the most menacing growls I have ever heard from the guy. He grabs the warrior by the throat, lifts him into the air and body slams him to the ground. “I SAID SHE IS MINE! This is your last warning. Touch her again and I will kill you.” As Quinn pins the warrior to the ground, his pack mates start exiting the water to come lend a hand if needed. The warrior that was on the ground must have linked them to stay out of it because they all came to an abrupt stop about ten feet away from where he was.

He wanted to see what kind of blueprints he'd be able to receive for this simple job. On the other side of the telepathic call, Shiroa was currently in an NPC restaurant in SC Pier City, sharing a table with someone. Before Shiroa sat a handsome man in plate armor, identifying him as a warrior. This warrior possessed short brown hair, similarly to Guardian Knight, but wielded a giant battle-ax as opposed to the sword and shield that the latter uses. Naturally, this player was Blade Warlord. At the moment, Blade Warlord looked a bit run down but he was still capable of captivating others with his looks. Seeing that Shiroa was no longer speaking and was staring off into space, Blade Warlord sp