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The American answered. I nodded. "No weapons, but powers can be used?" I asked again to be sure. "Yes. Since Gwandys can easily heal any awaken power attack to the body. you can use superpower to attack." Alistair explained further.

‘Do you mean to say we are almost immortal? ‘Oh, no.’ She chuckled again. ‘If we were, I wouldn’t be dead now, right?’ I bit the inside of my cheek and nodded. ‘I see your point. To sum it up, we are humans with superpowers of healing.’ Like Wolverine. This comic character was the only superhuman I could think about who fitted the bill. But focusing more on myself, now I could say this was the reason why the bullet and the explosion didn’t kill me. I healed myself.

"About what's going on. Frankly, I have no clue what's going on so it's better to go with someone who does." "Aren't you the strongest!? Couldn't you handle this on your own?" "Fuck no! I'm still human after all, plus I'm ten years too early to become THE strongest. When I refer to myself as the strongest, I'm only talking about humans. Since I'm still human, I'm still not going to be stronger than a sniper and more. Those two, Seth and Nixon, they're specialized to go against these things. They're the strongest in what the do and what they do have completely enveloped this situation like a thick black liquid that keeps rising. This liquid is a threat to all of us."

Lucious barked, "Because no one is!" And before Noah can ask anything Lucious used his powers making Windy, his sword, fly across the room and try to pierce through Noah's neck but Noah created a shield around him protecting himself from Windy's attack. Lucious's eyes went wide as he murmured, "How? How can someone stop Windy's attack?" Noah gladly replied his question, "Because Windy maybe one of the deadly eleven weapons of the world, but the shield I used was Sunburg, sixth of deadly weapons."

“The person who’s looking to hire bodyguards is the Supreme Warrior. The one and only strongest person in our Cathysia army, the Supreme Warrior!” “Psst!” The ten girls in front of him took sharp breaths of fright when they heard this. They had no idea that it was the Supreme Warrior who was looking for bodyguards.

Just one of those days, one like many other days before. Being a child of Summer and Damian, who are leading not just a pack but an alliance on top of raising three young wolves, is depressing. Okay depressing is a pretty big word to use but trying to fill the imprints they have left for us, seems like a mountain to climb. Everyone knows that we are different, that we have these, let us call them abilities. My Brother, Zain, and I have grown remarkably close. Not only have we got a strong Twin bond, but we are connected through these special abilities too. Together we can see things that have happened, and we can see into the Future too. These abilities give us the chance to change feelings

Uziah, Wang and Kwan knew true nature of Nicklaus and they felt pity for this Noah fella who thing he is powerful just because he juiced his system. Same to the other side, the super soldiers who knew that their leader Noah was invincible. As in their lab minds ten of the super soldiers could not beat the two leaders, Gabriel and Rafael and those two powerful soldiers could not even make Noah shake, even when teamed up against Noah. So how could their mind not pity Nicklaus who they just saw as werewolf alpha? Their lead could tear a werewolf to pieces and they had seen it. So this werewolf king was no match for their master, so they thought.

It was comforting to know that we had a solid plan of action in place. Despite the seriousness of the situation, a sense of camaraderie had formed among us. We were not just colleagues; we were a team fighting for justice. Emilia's unwavering support and Steven's expertise were proving to be invaluable assets. As we continued our investigation, I couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of determination. These faceless individuals might have thought they could bring me down, but they had underestimated the strength of those who believed in me. Together, we would unravel the truth and clear my name.

About six months into the apocalypse, both my mom and I had discovered some serious powers. Mine? I could hear my dad's thoughts—yes, only his. In an apocalyptic world where survival hinged on brute strength, this ability was as useful as a screen door on a submarine. The only upside was that I became his personal translator. But my mom? She struck gold. She developed super strength—and not just the run-of-the-mill kind. Her entire body mutated. She went through a second growth spurt, and now she was almost seven feet tall—tall and built like a tank.

He was now looking more honest than the playful version of him that seemed like he wouldn’t even care of what was serious or not. “But… how? Just how is it possible that you’re stronger than… I mean you’re able to survive that …. Without being affected…” Vivienne, unsure how to put her words, kept stumbling over them. “Oh come on, actually I could heal fast because I’ve always suppressed my power and not been using it so, if my power is charged fully it can actually heal me faster from brutal attacks like this and also it doesn’t mean I’m not weak right now. That attack was really stronger than I expected and so I’m still going to be weak for sometime until I can fully move. It only heals th