Zoro X Mihawk นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Zora responded by shifting into his werelion form, his fur growing thicker and his mane more majestic. Teeth snapped and claws slashed as they fought tooth and nail. Blood flowed freely as they tore into each other, neither one giving an inch. Just when it seemed like Zora was gaining the upper hand, Malik saw an opening, and with lightning speed, he reached out and poked Zora in the eyes. He rendered him blind, just as Zora had rendered Malik blind, during his childhood. Zora roared in pain, blinded by Malik's sudden attack. Malik growled with all his might, basking in the glory of rendering Zora blind.

Uncertainty hung over me: had Garm been killed by Hunter, or had Zora reached him before? A loud crash of a breaking tree interrupted the tense silence, bringing me back to the immediate reality. I ran toward the sound, my senses alert for the confrontation unfolding before me. Upon arrival, I found Hunter and Zora engaged in a fierce battle on the edge of a precipice. Zora, her red wolf form reflecting the anger that inflamed her essence, charged against Hunter, who defended himself skillfully. My arrival was timely, a necessary reinforcement to balance the scales. With a deep roar, I joined the fray, advancing against Zora. My black fur gleamed in the moonlight as I attacked the red wolf w

He was a warrior and the way the white wolf was standing was a challenge. Kairos never turned down a challenge. He dipped his head low again and snapped his mouth before he bared his teeth. Zora’s wolf took the same stance and the two circled each other in a violent dance. Zora, surprisingly, was the one to charge first. She rammed her head into Kairos’s flank startling him and sending him flying across the forest.

He trusted him. He didn't know why, but he did. Just because the man was his mate didn't mean that he should trust him with his warriors. There were a rare few that he would allow to take over in case something happened. Geo was one of them. He had trained hard with both him and Hiroko so that he could be just as ready for battle as they were. While Jin was great at silent attacks, Geo was the best at strategizing and finding the high ground. Miki was their defense, and usually took lead with the warriors that defended.

He stood tall and mighty compared to Zaro who was pale, hunched back and no light in his soul. "My friend how have you be been, still dashing as always." Zaro interrupt the silence with a gestured bow. "You know why I am here, and I demand you to stop! " The God from heaven threatened raising his sword at him with hubris. "Anwir don't get so hasty." Zaro chuckled with a smirk, then starts walking to the god named Anwir. Anwir lunged from his horse to Zaro holding his Adamantite sword straight to his neck stopping him from walking, holding his hand up in defense.

"They are better than expected." Looking around, Mizu swiftly pushed Shiro on the side and swayed her arms to hit the man in front of him. Then with a loud shout, she called Kuro's name. At that moment, Kuro goes out of his hidings and grabs Shiro's wrist to run. Despite leaving Mizu alone are hard for him. He still follows her command.

Zander’s voice shouted from behind her. She turned just as he lunged past her, shifting mid-air to tackle the rogue wolf. The hallway erupted into chaos as the brothers appeared, their wolves unleashed. Mia stumbled back, her heart racing as she watched the fight unfold. The rogue was strong, but the brothers’ teamwork overwhelmed it. As the rogue fell, blood pooling beneath it, Zander shifted back, his chest heaving. He turned to Mia, his eyes filled with both anger and fear. “Are you hurt?” he demanded, his voice sharp.

She spun around him, landing a playful kick to his side before retreating, a laugh escaping her lips. "Careful," she teased. "You might actually have to try." Marcus chuckled, shaking his head. "Cocky, aren't we?" He advanced again, their sparring intensifying. Zyra leaped back, her eyes glowing as she drew on her witch power. With a swift motion, she created a fiery barrier between them. Marcus stopped short, eyes widening in surprise. "Impressive," he acknowledged, shielding his face from the heat. "But not enough." With a burst of his own energy, he shattered the barrier, charging through the dissipating flames. Zyra was ready, meeting him head-on with a flurry of punches and kicks. Their

She could almost feel his presence in the spaces between trees, an intelligence sharper than the hunger of his pack. Her chest tightened as realization sank that he wasn’t attacking yet. He was learning, planning, and he had chosen Moonsun as his board. When a warrior faltered under pressure, Zara acted without thinking. She yelled a warning…..“Left flank! Close it now!”....and the men obeyed before realizing whose voice had cut through the air. The gap sealed just as two rogues lunged, colliding with steel instead of exposed flesh. The clash turned, the warriors regaining control, but every head swung back toward Zara.

Chapter 23: The Weight of Vengeance The castle of Zorana had once been a symbol of strength and unity, but now, it stood as a silent witness to the unraveling of everything Caden had once cherished. War had taken its toll, not just on the kingdom, but on the people who had once thrived within its walls. The air was thick with the tension of unresolved grief, the remnants of battles both won and lost. And at the center of it all stood Prince Caden—his every move, his every breath consumed by a singular obsession: vengeance.