Anime Armors Novels & Stories

I asked seriously. "When in the meeting a suggestion of having our warriors wear armor was given, I took it seriously. Each warrior and demon fighting now has an invisible armor on, its ability is to absorb the anointing from any weapon turning it into a regular weapon. Because of that, our warriors have an upper hand which makes them take down the human warriors easily." She answered and then gave a low bow. When I turned my head I found Ducan standing in front of me with the hero's head still In his hand.

I look at the different image that# the mirror shows me, Abrina taught me how to produce the natural armor that covers my body with magic, a steel that covers me from head to toe, not allowing access to my body. “You look beautiful, Alissa. And it will certainly protect us during our fight" I relax and the armor crumbles "We can do incredible things, this is one of them" Abrina's armor covers her body and in her hand the steel reproduces several pointed spears "We can win" she says with a conviction that reaches my heart that I was practically accepting that in the end I would have to do something for the people of Akira to live in peace. “We can,” I say and smile.

Since this is a game, apparently armor of all types can be equipped by both sexes. The prototype armor was originally designed for men but when he gave it to Reya, it was adjusted to fit her shape. And fit her it did. The leather pants hugged her hips nicely and showed off her nice, long legs. As for the vest top, it changed to a tank top on her and it emphasized her bust much more than he originally thought. All in all, it made her look quite alluring.

Damn! Darryl let out a long relieved sigh. Damn, he had been frightened for no reason! Meanwhile, the Cult Master took something out. Darryl was shocked at the sight. It was a white soft armor with exquisitely designed patterns that sparkled under the lights. It was very exquisite! This was no doubt a piece of art. Darryl could not help asking, “Cult Master, what’s this?” The Cult Master smiled and explained, “This is called the Celestial Silkworm Armor. It was made by one of our disciples five hundred years ago. The armor was made from silk and metal making it firm. It could shield one from most weapons and probably save your life during extreme circumstances.”

They were putting on special armour given to them by Dracula. Dracula was inside his chambers with his generals as they finalized their battle plans. He was fully suited with an enchanted armour against the werewolves and the witch's spells and so also were his generals. "What is the report of the werewolves spying on us?", Dracula asked, looking at Ambrosia. "Lord Dracula, they are monitoring our every activity sire", Ambrosia said. "Good", Dracula said slowly. "Have the vampires outside put on a good show for them", he ordered.

######## Author's Note: Andrea wasn't marked - Caspian directed his fangs into her arm instead. Just wanted to make it clear. :D

But the little boy stopped in his tracks when 2Pac raised his arm and aimed a gun at the child that had emerged out of his forearm. “No!” Amy shouted while jumping up from the floor and grabbing 2Pac’s arm before he could shoot her child. She incredibly knocked 2Pac’s heavy arm down at the floor before the gun in his arm went off. When Amy knocked 2Pac’s arm down, she tried to knock the tall armored man in his chest using her elbow. Amy grimaced in pain when the bone in her elbow came in contact with 2Pac’s hyper-alloy chest. “Sh*t, that hurts!’” Amy moaned out, grabbing her elbow while dropping to her knees. Even after injuring her elbow, Amy tried to keep fighting 2Pac.

Firm hands grabbed me by the arms and lifted me to my feet. Feminine hands with red nail varnish. The hands encircled my biceps and remained tightly clasped. I really had to start working out. The six female warriors towered over me. I’m not the tallest of people, but I’ve always consoled myself with at least being above average height for a woman. Not today. They were dressed in very form-fitting leather armour with shiny metal plates covering their neck and shoulders, elbows and forearms, knees and shins. Thighs were completely exposed for some reason. Seemed like an odd design choice.

that he shuddered fully. "That's right. Only the armored battalion wears armor of this design. They fight valiantly, too," the officer replied. "Are you sure you didn't mistake them for someone else?" The general couldn't believe it. Would the Diatoranian God of War really lead troops in battle by himself? "The soldiers in the armored battalion wear silver armor and are all extremely strong. They're also holding flags that have the two words 'Armored Battalion' on them. They're undoubtedly Caspian Lynch's most trusted troops!"

She pulled back just enough to look at me. “What are you planning now?” There it was. Not if. What. I took a breath. “I’m designing armor,” I said. Her brows rose. “Armor?” “Personal combat armor,” I clarified. “For the Shadows. Lightweight. Flexible. Resistant to silver, wolfsbane, spell penetration. Something that doesn’t slow them down, but doesn’t let them die easily either.” Her hand tightened in my coat. “You’re preparing for casualties.” “I’m preparing to prevent them.”