Ark Ice Titan の小説・ストーリー

She says annoyed. I look up to see Jason looking at me with vulnerability in his eyes as if I had the power to break him completely. Did he actually accept us or was Snow daydreaming? " Um, What did you just say?" I ask. "I Jason Parker , Beta of the moonstone pack accept you April Sinclair Robinson as my mate and the Beta female of this pack." He says clearer now with a shy smile on his face. " Do you accept my Brother as your mate April?" Esmeralda says.

One wrong move on the ice could expose the monster hiding inside him. The crowd noise crashed over Kane Harlan like thunder the moment he stepped onto the frozen surface. Twenty thousand fans screamed for blood and he planned to give them exactly that. He pushed off hard, skates biting into the ice as the game exploded into motion around him. Cold air burned his lungs but he welcomed it. This was his world. This was where he could let the beast loose just enough without anyone knowing. A rival winger came flying down the wing with the puck. Kane met him like a wall. Their bodies collided with a loud crack that echoed through the arena.

CRUNCH. A massive Titan-Class Droid stepped through the breach. It was twelve feet of reinforced steel and hydraulic rage, armed with a rotary cannon. "Target: The Hackers," The Titan’s synthesized voice boomed. "No!" Aurora threw a telekinetic shield up, but the Titan’s mass was too great. It smashed through her shield with a casual backhand, sending Aurora flying into a server rack. "Aurora!" Kael screamed. He charged the Titan, risking his life to jam his electrified baton into its knee joint.

The sudden, extreme drop in temperature caused by the Titan's proximity was draining the battery cells faster than they could warm up. Below him, the Titan paused. It slowly turned its massive, jagged head upward, its internal purple light pulsing. It had sensed the thermal heat of a human clinging to the cliff. A massive spear of black ice, the size of a telephone pole, materialized in the air above the Titan and shot directly toward Sebastian. Sebastian lunged sideways, diving onto a narrow outcropping just as the ice spear shattered the cliff face where he had been standing seconds before. Sharp rock fragments rained down on him, cutting a deep gash across his cheek.

“I don’t like it. The silence. It’s too still.” Kieran nodded, sharpening his blades. “Even the spirits are quiet here. No ghosts. No echoes. Just... waiting.” Aria hugged her knees. “It’s not silence. It’s listening.” Elizabeth turned toward her. Aria’s voice was distant, dreamlike. “Something beneath the ice. Huge. Frozen, but awake.” Lucian stood, pacing. “The Titan?” Aria nodded. “I think... it dreams. And the flame we seek is in its prison.”

“Come on, little wolf.” Papa’s eyes locked on mine, wild with the firelight and something deeper a terror id never seen before “Aira,” he rasped, gripping my arms. “The alpha leading them is Kael Draven. Say his name. Burn it into your mind.” I nodded, frozen. “He’s the one who leaves no survivors. Packs whisper his name like a curse. His known as the Ice wolf. He was betrayed once in his pack his parents and siblings were slaughtered and he was left with nothing.

The frozen arena was a coliseum of ice and innovation, a sprawling stage for a massive exhibition of technological mastery. Charles Whitaker had secured a pair of front-row tickets and invited me along; I had accepted without a second thought. I hadn’t ventured much into the world of mechanical advancement before, but the prospect of the "Ice-Brain" robotics display intrigued my inner wolf. The event kicked off at 2 p.m.

"You're the pulse. And as long as I’m breathing, the grave stays outside." The Iron-Grave didn't fire cannons. It opened its "Rib-Gates," and a single, translucent bridge of bone-and-iron extended toward the Sun-Spire. A figure stepped onto the bridge. He was a titan, standing eight feet tall, encased in armor that looked like it had been grown from the obsidian of the world's first volcano. He didn't have a face, only a mask of white bone with three horizontal slits of glowing, red light.

Killian was thrown thirty feet through the air, his body smashing hard against the opposite granite wall before he slid down onto a narrow basalt ledge, his armor dented and blood streaming from his brow. "Killian!" I shouted, my heart slamming violently against my ribs. Before I could reach him, the creature's second head whirled toward me. blind with rage from its twin’s blinding, its calcified jaw opened wide, gathering a swirling vortex of deep, violaceous aether-gas from the core of the inverted spire. The air around me grew instantly freezing, the moisture on my tunic turning to frost in half a second as the titan prepared to unleash a wave of absolute zero.

His voice is even and certain and carries the weight of eleven years of knowing exactly what this kind of game requires. "Leave everything on the ice," he says, at the end. "Not some of it. Everything." I look at Kai beside me. He's got his helmet on, visor up, and he's looking at the ice through the tunnel opening with the concentrated expression that means he's already in it. "Hey," I say, low. He looks at me. I don't say anything. He doesn't need me to. He nods once, short and certain, and the tunnel opens.