The warriors gave her no choice but pulled her up the hill.
My warriors intercepted information from Anshan.
He was one of the oldest warriors among the immortals, a man with the body of a thirty-year-old and the soul of the Ancients.
"Female warriors," she said, raising an eyebrow in warning.
His monsters are tearing through our warriors like they're made of cotton candy.
"It was one of Kris's warriors," he said, his voice lowering into another feral growl.
At barely above her height and slender, the mad scientist was very unlike the Immortal warriors that filled the castle.
Jade had trained under Kris, the greatest of the Immortal warriors, and knew Sasha to be a lazy fighter.
In his blood-filled haze, he heard one of his brothers shout, and the demons shift their focus from Kris.s small group—which Rhyn defended—to the warriors pouring out of portals onto the small battlefield.
She heard no signs of the demon pursing but trotted down the stairs, hoping to find another way into the dungeons where the Immortal warriors lived.
Mostly. The Council sent in their warriors to help Kris.
At least, that.s what some of Ancient Erik.s warriors said.
"We lost half of Kris.s warriors and quite a few of mine," Kiki said.
Waiting to see what Darkyn intends by sending his remaining warriors to the human village.
"There are hundreds of thousands of my warriors here," A'Ran said.
Are the warriors ready for the next campaign?
The softened expression on Romas's face-- only present for her-- hardened as he prepared himself to deal with whichever of his warriors had happened upon Kiera.
She clung to one of the warriors, attempting to climb him as the cat-like critter-- convinced it was a game-- wagged its tail and chased her around the large man in the center of the room.
The warriors made no move to corner the critter or even calm Kiera down.
Romas snatched the critter with one hand and tossed it to one of the warriors at the door.
Several of what Evelyn had called warriors passed her in the hall.
The race of warriors was ancient, dating back a hundred millennia.
The warriors never spoke or even gave her more than a passing glance.
The three warriors at the table relocated several chairs down.
They like you Kiera, Evelyn said, and raised her chin toward the warriors near them.
The warriors with her closed around her, blocking some of the crowd from sight.
Three massive warriors escorted a fourth whose hands were bound.
Behind the tent and its low, shallow steps was a small group of blond warriors surrounding a fifth man with darker skin and hair.
Given his guard of four warriors and his unfriendly gaze, maybe she should be grateful someone wrenched her arm off to get her away from him.
Warriors were known for their patience and control, but he sensed this woman would test both.
A set of boy-warriors were practicing with grey swords in the grassy courtyard.
"The warriors aren't off the planet yet!" came his uncle's surprised voice.
Her latest protest was lost on the warriors, who dragged her aboard yet another ship.
His quick pace forced her to trot to keep up, and the two warriors behind her let her go to pursue their leader.
The group was silent and tense, the warriors flanking Evelyn eyeing Kiera as much as the distant flashes of light.
Two moons rose, and the four warriors around her kept to a path only they understood.
The men led her into a large meeting hall with warriors clumped in small groups throughout the hall.
The warriors before her looked as if they'd just been released from some sort of meeting.
It was packed with warriors facing a screen with A'Ran's calm, hard image displayed.
The warriors moved and shifted as one, and she backpedaled quickly out of their paths as they exited the dwelling.
She was getting used to the hard stares the warriors gave her, the only indication of their surprise at her candidness.
Several more warriors stood at intersections like gargoyles, moving only to point in the direction she needed to go.