Zygerrian Jedi Novels & Stories

Urias’ face was dark as he said in a serious voice, “Mr. Yarde is far stronger than us. It’s only right for me to show him some respect. “In the world of fighters, we’re defined by our strength, not our age.” Flynn was stunned. “He’s far stronger than you, Grandpa?” He found it difficult to believe. ‘Could this man not be a master-level fighter, but a grandmaster-level fighter?’ Urias then said sternly, “Mr. Yarde is a grandmaster-level fighter. He’s the one who killed Zeus.” “What?!” Flynn’s face turned pale. He was also a fighter himself, so he had heard of Zeus’ name before.

Urias’ face was dark as he said in a serious voice, “Mr. Yarde is far stronger than us. It’s only right for me to show him some respect. “In the world of fighters, we’re defined by our strength, not our age.” Flynn was stunned. “He’s far stronger than you, Grandpa?” He found it difficult to believe. ‘Could this man not be a master-level fighter, but a grandmaster-level fighter?’ Urias then said sternly, “Mr. Yarde is a grandmaster-level fighter. He’s the one who killed Zeus.” “What?!” Flynn’s face turned pale. He was also a fighter himself, so he had heard of Zeus’ name before.

“Who do you think you are to keep me against my will?” Derek didn't reply. In fact, he was stunned by the sudden outbursts. Derek's silence encouraged Lewis to continue. “I think you are feeling like Stygian. Kidnapping and threatening people like it was legal.” Paulo couldn't hold back his laugh anymore. He let out a short mocking life before controlling himself again. Derek was amused by Lewis' ignorance. “Just so you know, young man. I'm Derek Stygian.” Lewis wanted to laugh but his brain quickly calculated everything that had happened. He had never met Stygian before but everything he heard and saw here were similar to the things he had heard about him.

That offering had clearly been rejected because here he stood, alive and well. Did Yhieris decide that his life was not enough in recompense? Was that why he was now a slave? To serve his penance for taking the lives of the Niamrean soldiers at the mercy of their commander? Because that’s who Lezzker was: The commanding general of the Niamrean army, should he choose to step onto the front lines. The staff of the manor were very proud of their accomplished master and had eagerly filled Kari in on his accomplishments when he asked.

The once formidable figure now appeared vulnerable, stripped of the power that had once held Zelda captive. Turning her attention to Jude, Zelda observed the lines etched upon their face, evidence of the battles they had fought. Despite the satisfaction she felt, a twinge of empathy flickered within her. She couldn't help but recognize the complex web of motivations and desires that had driven them down this path.