Jennifer Williams
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Standing opposite Raven, who held his huge axe, was the current Dread Lord Andreas, his body donning a black amour and sharp longsword as the meeting room was now a huge arena with the other 12 Dread Knight's all watching in the crowd cheering on. "Fight! Fight! Ahh~ Sexy Orc! Must Win!" Little White was waving banner cards with Raven on them. Nu'bella sat beside her, waving a small flag as she looked to the side with a slight blush. The other guys were all making noise, too, as the Dread Lord…
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In a dark, abandoned castle with broken walls, crushed gargoyles and broken ramparts, this was the abandoned castle of Calib'Urma, the home of the Dread Lord and his knights. The dark, musky air hung heavily in the royal meeting room, a space frozen in time as if it had been abandoned for two centuries. A once opulent Gothic decor that adorned the walls and ceiling now bore the weight of neglect, its ornate details fading into obscurity. Dim, flickering candlelight struggled to pierce the…
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Raven smiled bitterly after paying an extra charge for the extended time and a cleaning fee. Thanks to the young lads' help, they could resolve things without any issues, so he didn't mind. The problem was Zeon, her silver hair and body now in Raven's arms as she slept heartily, snoring with a happy smile on her face, his pace slow to avoid waking her as they walked along the night roads; he planned to stay at a hotel with her at first but thought waking up I a strange place might not be the best…
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"Ready," Raven told Zeon to lie flat on her back. Warm sweat had already started to seep through her white dress; from her appearance, it would appear the intense activity had stripped the reptile girl of her cool demeanour, revealing her vulnerable side and sexual appeal that few got to see, not since meeting him, perhaps never seeing him this lustfully hungry before Zeon now craved his sexual hunger, needing such desires. "Ah, what are you gonna...?" Her tone was anxious. "No, it will happen,"…
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Raven was treating Zeon to delicious sashimi at a premier eastern restaurant. Still, somehow he felt her eyes and actions were completely different from the past Zeon; she became more feminine and alluring, with a gentle shimmer in her eyes, 'I can't look away... she looks so pretty in this dress she bought before we came here.' "Mmmmn~ the salmon and place are rather delectable, Raven~ try some." As she passed over the chopsticks holding a piece of plaice soaked in a dip of soy sauce. He opened…
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Zeon was rather strange from the moment of losing; her posture, atmosphere and even the way she spoke became more reserved and mature. She no longer called him a treasure or spoke in the third person. "My Master, where are we going? The lights are so bright." While leaving the guide, he sent messages to many worried women, letting them know he was fine and won but to wait on the celebrations because he wanted to take Zeon to dinner. "To have something nice to eat, come. Take my…
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As the world burned white, Raven's axes chopped against the Zera Flare, his body and flesh not protected by the dragon scales melting rapidly before healing. At the same time, the armour itself became superheated as his shadow claws and strikes constantly howled, fighting back with each one attacking 12 times before they cracked and faded without power. "FALL, FALL, FALL, FALL!" Zeon's mouth roared as the Flare ended, her dragon voice deep and reverberating. Raven's body was covered with…
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Raven watched as Zeon's body expanded, becoming a huge white dragon, her mouth opening wide, as flames bubbled in her maw; she was long... with hard white scales covering her entire body, as she coiled around and looked down upon him. The surrounding area transformed as if to give more atmosphere, the walls and ceiling now like a cave with countless shimmering lights, like stars. ⟪Dread Mantle⟫ Darkness wrapped around Raven's axe, and he swung downwards, clashing with Zeon's claws, releasing a…
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Raven checked his current status before leaving the apartment; the last time he would ever come to this place after signing the documents for the Slum redevelopment plan, this building would be torn down in the next few days. [Name: Raven (Alistair Granbell) Title: "Chimera of Black Storm", "Monster of Endless Hunger", "The Dryad (S)Layer", "Dryad's Bane", "Knight of Gloom" Race: Manticore (High Orc) Age: 28 (21 Visually) Blood: Type O-Z1 Level: 62 (1%) Class: Dread Knight 12th…
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Raven stood at the end of a higher-level dungeon, his body filled with deep wounds that rapidly healed due to his maxed-out Manticore heart skill. Now even able to repair severed limbs as he slowly felt a painful itch, his fingers restored to their glory as he clenched them to make sure they moved correctly. Tomorrow he would be fighting Zeon, the dragon and feel a sense of exhaustion; tonight, he would spend a wonderful time with Philis, Lilith and Emily so that they could soothe him after the day's…
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