Anime Armors Novels & Stories

Soon a pile of bodies were piling up at Kronos’s feet and steadily increasing. “ Enough!” came a loud and commanding feminine voice. The small gathering of the few remaining soldiers parted for a six-foot woman with twenty- three winters on her back. She had light blue hair and golden eyes full of contempt and disdain, She wore elegant black plate armor. The shoulders were pointy, wide, and quite large. They were decorated with two rows of bones on each side, one row is at the front and the other on the backside. Her upper arms are protected by squared, fully covering rerebraces which sit perfectly under the shoulder plates. Her lower arms were covered by vambraces which have a metal snake c

Joan eyes widened in shock at the sight of what her daughter had become “Ha…Harley?” she called as she slowly tried to approach her, Harley charged out of the room and towards the kanima outside. She took over the fight, it was now her battling with the kanima as they both rolled around in the passage, and Harley was at full power. She pounced on the kanima with full strength and started clawing her neck with her talons, Joan looked into her eyes and her daughter wasn’t there but this monster. The kanima shrieked but Harley wasn’t bothered, it was like she was getting maximum satisfaction from the way the kanima bled

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.

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.

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.

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.

Now it was done, and the cards could fall where they may. 2. Aurora Rage looked across the sands, filled with anger, so fierce her body vibrated with it. Staring back at her with a smirk on his face was her childhood friend Zulu. Behind him, his nomadic army looked on impassively-waiting for his signal. "We have no quarrel with you, Zulu!" She tried again, "Your family's death was not by our hands. I give you my word!"

However, as she shifted her focus to the practical matters at hand, she couldn't help but feel a pang of annoyance with her armor. Lana let out a frustrated sigh and began undoing the clasps and buckles that held her armor in place. She turned to Jack, who was standing nearby, and rolled her eyes dramatically. "Jack, seriously, what is up with this armor? It's like a puzzle that requires a master's degree to figure out! I can't even breathe properly in this thing!" Jack chuckled, understanding her frustration. "I know, Lana. Armor can be a real pain, especially when it's not properly fitted. But trust me, once we're in the heat of battle, you'll be grateful for the extra protection."

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!"