Agent Shield Characters Novels & Stories

I demonstrated: a thin barrier of silver, translucent, barely visible. "You don't need raw power for this. You need intent. Think about what you're protecting. Your packmates. Your family. The wolves standing next to you." I pushed more energy into the barrier until it glowed. "The stronger the intent, the stronger the shield." A hand went up in the third row. Maren. Sixteen, silver burn scars still pink on her forearms from the Purifier attack. She'd joined the fighter contingent despite Freya's suggestion that she stay in support.

LVL 8 MANA 190 STR 11 AGI 4 DEX 4 MEN 2 CHA 3 LUCK 1 SP 0 SKILL SMOKE SIGNAL SUFFOCATE WEAPON SKELETON DAGGER WOODEN SHIELD KATE LABIOS SOFT BODY BONE FRAME LVL 5 MANA 190 STR 8 AGI 4 DEX 4 MEN 6 CHA 7 LUCK 1 SP 0 SKILL HARDEN INVULNERABLE WEAPON SKELETON DAGGER WOODEN SHIELD CHERRY LABIOS ELASTIC BONE FRAME LVL 5 MANA 170 STR 8 AGI 6 DEX 3 MEN 5 CHA 5 LUCK 1 SP 0 SKILL RUBBER BODY STRETCH WEAPON SKELETON DAGGER WOODEN SHIELD JOHN CARL SILVA REGEN BONE FRAME TITLE REINCARNATOR L VL 8 MANA 210 STR 15 AGI 6 DEX 2 MEN 5 CHA 4 LUCK 2 SP 0 SKILL REGEN BLESSING OF THE NEW LIFE

After Naraja heard that he ended up blocking one of the mysterious black human-like monsters left kick that left a relenting pain in Naraja’s forearms, then a proceeding of combos came after that: Left punch, right kick, and then the black human-like monster brought its right leg back to the ground effortlessly by centering its right foot into the ground, then turning the left-side of its’ hip to perform a one-hundred and eighty kick that connected with Naraja’s face that should have sent him flying backwards with a ton of force that would have killed Naraja in the process, but didn’t because his body was starting to be enveloped in a weird luminescent light that shielded his head like it wa

From their tops, circular dishes emitted a frequency that physically suppressed the "Bond." "I can't feel the pack," Varick gasped, clutching his head as he stood beside her. "Lyra, the link... it’s going dark." The Null-Tech Vanguard Madam Vane’s "Recovery Teams" were led by the Null-Walkers. These soldiers weren't shifters; they were mercenaries encased in lead-lined porcelain armor, immune to the heat of the Aether and the emotional weight of the Red Steam. They moved in perfect, terrifying silence, their weapons firing bolts of "Cold-Energy" that didn't burn the skin but froze the air in the lungs of anyone nearby.

"The Sovereign is focusing all my processing power on the pregnancy. I’m... I’m going offline." He didn't hesitate. He scooped me up into his arms, his hold so tight I could barely breathe. It was that obsessive, suffocating protection I had grown to love and fear in equal measure. "I don't care if you go offline," he hissed, his eyes scanning the darkening sky for drones. "I am the Shield. I am the only firewall you need. I will burn every city on this map before I let them touch either of you."

Arthur sighed for he was wondering himself of this question. Why he, Arthur Adamos, was waiting for the right time to claim his mate, Diana Marchand as if there will be something coming their way to separate them? Perhaps there was an obstacle. Her brother, Xavier, was the Beta of the Shadow Pack and Arthur doesn't want any trouble with him. Xavier can be scary if his sister was in threat. Arthur shook that question away before there was a commotion and a crowd was drawing up as he was approaching the incident. He saw the warriors that were on duty that night before he shifted to his human form before walking into the crime scene.

My only thought is to protect him and as many others as I can from Cara’s power bomb, because that is what it is, an electromagnetic pulse of her power. I jump into Liam’s arms, wrapping my aura around him and throwing it out to as many wolves and fae warriors as I can reach before the power blast reaches us. I take the brunt of what feels like a concussion bomb, protecting my love, my mate, and as many others as I can before everything goes black. ………… Hundreds of miles away, in a tiny efficiency in a small town, a Guardian awakens.

I clear my throat quietly and bring myself to focus as she repeats herself once more. “Alpha Wade,” she says slowly, making sure I am paying attention this time. “I, Aliauna Fletcher, 115th Guardian of the Guardian sect, bind myself to you. It is my honor and my mission to protect you at all costs, My life is forfeit if it means that you may survive. My blade and my body are weapons for you to use as protection. I am your shield, your sword, and your confidant.” She takes the stone dagger off the pillow between us and she lifts it up to the sky.

"We sealed the grief away, but did not accept the Earth's long memory. The defense must be organic a shield that feels and resists the specific pressure of internal despair." Aelia arrived, her Light core stabilized and ready to mediate the clash between her two most disciplined mentors. "You are both correct," Aelia said, her voice calm and authoritative. "The defense must be both mathematical and empathetic. It must be prepared for the abstract chaos of the Aetheric Sentinels and the deep, silent chaos of the Shadow Nexus." She proposed the Dual-Phase Defense System, The Ice Shield, Lyra's Domain. An external, geometric shield designed to instantly recognize and neutralize any non-natural,

Sharriah said, the Gashadrukos could read minds, they knew what they were facing. "I think we would have enough armies to protect us." Aiden said to Sharriah, slowly turning to stare at his new found army he said, "All I need from you is to protect my mate and make sure no harm comes towards her. She should be properly guarded, I don't want either of you to go sacrifice your lives in the hands of the vampires and witches." Aiden said, Sharriah smiled at his words, Aiden was compassionate man even though others viewed him as terrible, he cared for the Gashadrukos In just a short time.