Xena Warrior Princess Xena And Gabrielle Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Ever heard the phrase ‘the enemy of my enemy is my friend’?” Gwen said nothing. Right now, Xena looked exactly like a snake—smiling with its fangs hidden, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. It sent a chill through Gwen’s spine. Everyone had expected Xena to vanish after the scandal, ruined beyond repair. But now she looked like a completely different person. Her energy was sharper, colder—far more dangerous. “There’s no way we could ever be friends,” Gwen said firmly, her voice low and deliberate. Xena didn’t seem surprised. She simply smiled again, as if she had been expecting it. “But what if helping me means getting William Lucas? Would you still say no?”

He said and walked to the side of the fighting mat and sat down on one of the benches. I took of my shoes and stepped on the mat. It had a semi soft cushion and a bouncy texture to soften the fall in case anyone fell. Xena waited patiently for me as I approached her. “Ready when you are,” she said as she took a fighting stance. I took my own fighting stance too and waited. I was not stupid enough to rush in because I knew that Xena was the second-best fighter in her clan after Dominic. It was how she became the official Beta of House of Stone. I knew she could read moves even before they were made and she definitely knew thousands of werewolf martial arts.

The other wrote something down without looking away. Only one of them responded. “Valued. Step aside.” Xena stepped forward and showcased her gift without a second to waste. Her gift hit harder. The moon goddess had blessed her with warfare knowledge, strength, tactical sharpness, and a wolf just as savage to match. They saw it in how she moved, how her eyes tracked exits even while standing still. The same person who told me my result told Xena hers. “Valued. Both of you, step forward.” He sat while another senior, a woman this time, stood up and spoke flatly. “Healers stay in the castle. Close to the Alpha. The Warriors go to the outer territories. Our training grounds.”

"Although I still have a lot to speak, we are not here to have this discussion here. What we need to concentrate on is our enemy. But before that, let me put forth a warning. From now on, if I hear one wrong word against women from any of you, then you will be answerable to my sword." As soon as these words left her mouth, audible gasps reverberated in the room. Everybody knew that Raelynn was the most formidable warrior in the kingdom of Volar and winning against her in a one on one battle was impossible, even for the other three Commanders. She was just the best.

Shannon said shrugging off her shoulders. “Did you even miss your daughter for once? Did you come to this city in search of me and my mother?” she asked, tears dropping from her eyes. “Of course not. The goal is to take back what’s mine and fulfill my long-term wish” “You’re the bad witch in books! You disgust me” Gabriella spat out with disgust. “All the good witches are dead” Shannon uttered in a deeper voice and her expression changed at once. Getting hold of Gabriella’s wrist which she had cut with the legendary knife, she dug into the spot with her sharp nails and Gabriella's screams filled the room.