Warriors Fishing Bl Novels & Stories

Elsewhere, an Aqua Marine Pack warrior slammed both palms downward. Massive waves of water surged upward around him before condensing into dozens of razor-sharp water blades. With a sharp motion of his hand, the blades shot forward violently and pierced through his replica from multiple directions. The copy shattered apart immediately. But not every warrior was fortunate. A replica Sacred Flame warrior suddenly swung its flaming blade in a wide arc. The real warrior reacted slightly too late. Slash! His left arm was instantly severed by the burning strike. A horrifying scream echoed across the stage as the smell of burnt flesh spread into the air.

“Mamma, why doesn’t Miss Marion’s daughter wear a patch?” My eyes snap open, looking for the child whose voice was clear enough to be in this pool with me, but I’m still alone. That must have been from someone up on the hill. I slowly relax against the edge of the pool, deciding not to try that again for now, even though I’d like an answer to the same question. All the other Sun Warriors have matching patches of a bow and arrow against a sun sewn onto their jackets. Like the one Owen and I accidentally found in the secret tunnel.

He rejoined Zealot at his table, "Sorry that took so long. I was a little backed up, if you know what I mean?" Zealot chuckled and tapped him on the shoulder, "It's what makes us human, man." He crossed his arms on the table and leaned forward, "Do you want a piece of the action?" Warren leaned forward, "What action?" "We are going to raid the Bokken rider HQ in Yaletown. We could use the extra power..." He stared at Warren's gloves, "Where did you get the bitching hand covers?" "They help me manipulate energy and form them into weapons," Warren waved his hand and brandished the pistol blades made of hardened light.

WUSH! The warrior appeared from behind the fire fountain with a dramatic appearance, he was wearing a helmet that partially covered his face, but his eyes and lips were still visible. This NPC warrior was wearing silver armor, complete with a long sword and a blue colored shield, both of which were rare weapons and protections. "Rare level weapon! Hmm just as I thought!" Li Wei rejoiced when he saw the warrior's appearance. His hands began to move to form a seal, while he began to cast attack spells - those long spells.

"Oh no, I won't betray my mate even though he's dumb, it's just a token of our new friendship." "Thanks Mia, I appreciate the flower." He said and put it on the pocket beside his heart, he wore his usual uniform that she noticed on the warriors. "Why are you wearing an uniform?" She asked. "This is uniform that represent our forces and abilities, everyone will know that this uniform belongs to the strongest pack in America so that's no one will bother us." He smirked. "Cocky much?" She grinned. "My alpha words not mine." He put his hand in surrender.

Turning to Tryna, Renny said, "I hate to ask, after so much importance has been placed on this, but what exactly does the Warrior's Blade do?" However, right at the moment, on the other side of town, Halafarin stood atop the small ridge near the Indian River, his arms crossed over his chest as he stared around at the passing traffic, the wind off the river tugging at his long, blond hair. This was the city. He sniffed the river air, inhaling the tangy aroma of a… He sighed. Of a pitiful, human town. Again. Yet, there had to be some reason the aswang wound up in Harbor City. Halafarin needed to find out what that was and head her off, finally sending her back into the Nether.