Novel & Cerita Warrior Of The Light

- Sorcerer! Vic sat up with difficulty and looked around. A tall, lithe figure in the light traveler's clothing glided among the more powerful and heavy bodies of warriors clad in battle armor. It was like an outlandish dance accompanied by the brilliance of steel moving too fast. He had not yet seen Yarsi in a real battle, where he spared no one, stopped the blow so as not to injure or cripple. And now I saw. Merciless lunges, incredibly fast swings, short, merging into lanes of blade movement and splashes of blood flying to the sides. His rage was calculated, measured, unerring. Crazy.

He quickly straddled Eric and started throwing punches left and right. It looked so painful that I felt my own face twinge. Eric finally stopped fighting back, too tired to resist, and that's when the punches stopped. "Scram!" Eric got up, wobbling, and looked at me. "Wendy, you've loved me since high school. Was that all just a lie? Can you really stand there and watch him destroy my company?"

Wind carried his voice across the stones. “Our enemy believes fear is armor. Strip it from him with courage. Remember why you stand: for mates, for children, for the song of morning.” He lowered the blade, and Alara stepped forward. She spoke softly yet every ear caught her words. “Flame is born in darkness. We burn brightest when shadow closes in. Today choose light.” She spread her hands, releasing a ripple of warm magic that skimmed the ranks like a breeze. Warriors inhaled together; fear slackened.

“Even the Moon Readers can’t explain it.” Tharion paced like a caged animal fighting his doubts and fears. He knew the war would be lost without the Goddess Warrior or the Tiger Warrior. Tharion’s mind link to Kaelan crackled with static—battle preparations were already underway, but the moment Kaelan caught the edges of Kaplan’s pain through the bond, his response was immediate. Hold on. I’m coming.

We collided, claws and teeth flashing in the dark. But I was too angry. My rage made me reckless. Marcus took advantage of an opening in my attack and sank his teeth into my back leg. Searing pain sent me stumbling. Then Lila shifted. A silver she-wolf. Beautiful and deadly. They ganged up on me. I was quickly outmatched. Blood poured from a dozen wounds, staining the warehouse floor red. Finally, I crashed to the ground, unable to get up. Marcus and Lila shifted back, looming over me.

Scared. Drax and I worked side by side. He lifted heavy barrels without being asked. I moved through the room and let the silver light brush against wolves who looked ready to break. One young mother clutched her toddler tight. The light touched her arm and she let out a shaky breath, shoulders dropping. Another warrior who had fought against us earlier gripped his spear until his knuckles went white. The light touched his hand. He looked up at me. His eyes still held doubt but he gave one short nod and went back to stacking weapons.

She raised the blade above her head, and the light filled the hall, driving the shadows into the corners. “Today, I declare war on Selena and every wolf who follows her into darkness. Not a war of defense, of waiting, of hoping they will tire. A war of fire and steel, of light and will, of wolves who have sworn that the darkness will not take another home, another family, another life.” Her voice rose, her words echoing off the stone.

Chuckling to himself because a wealthy lady like Imara knew even less about the religion then he did, Ben said, “Lady of the Light.” Imara nodded. “Yes, that’s what he calls it. He said it’s in my blood.” As he softly slid his fingertips up and down Imara’s arm, Ben said, “You’re an ancient kind of creature. You’re very special. The ladies of the light decided who got to stay or had to be reincarnated when men were struck down in battle. You can drive all the darkness out of the most terrible of spaces with just a wave of your hand. I’ve seen some of that myself, Imara.”

Herandra raved and cried to the light gods for aid, seeing as she was unable to act as he had won the duel far and square, but the decree came straight from illumino telling her to ‘hold fast for the son of light’. Detok bit his lip in frustration, how could he had been so blind to what had been literally staring him in the face all these while?, jason Alecto elixtu was obviously the son of light, anointed by illumino and chosen by aether to be the tip of the spear in the light gods’ weapon of battle against the dark pantheon, and the most infuriating aspect of it all was, the dark pantheon was limited in what they could do, they had played their hand in the wave of surprise attack they took

Our world alone, without us, would certainly not be such a tempting trophy, especially for the darker side of this conflict. A human himself has not only a particle of Light inside, but also Darkness, so it is often up to his decision to choose which side will win the battle. Our free will and the possession of both of these particles means that the battle between Light and Darkness never ends, and certainly not in one battle. Throughout his life, human struggles with the temptations of the Darkness, trying to live in the Light. Of course, we are assisted by its messengers, children of the Light. Angels, good spirits, sorceresses, - in religions, history and cultures of different countries t