Arknights Novels & Stories

He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.” “Ai.” JD-hyung muttered as he nodded and shook his hand. Then finally, he turned to Sean-hyung with a smile I can’t explain. Sean-hyung spoke. “Mist of Dark Knight, 18. Number one in handling arnis, chako and sword. The intelligence officer who has contacts anywhere you go. Sean Madrigal but call me Sean. Stargazer and Polaris’s cook.” He stopped and smiled. But instead of shaking his hand, JD-hyung pulled Sean-h

The golden sunlight swept across Arnest City to the North Latitude Mountains. While standing majestically on top of one of the mountains, two cavalry knights closely observed this scenery. One of the knights had a muscular body with a bald head that could reflect the sun's glow from the western horizon. While the others had slightly thinner bodies compared to the bald ones, his body was quite athletic. The two people were Indra and Erik, Anggi's comrades who were members of the Elite Knights of the Kingdom of Lurivia. Indra 'The Bald' got down from his horse and looked at the charm of Arnest City at dusk. His eyes looked mesmerized by the sight in front of him.

We talked aimlessly about the weather and other topics until the pub was emptied of customers. “Report,” I said quietly when the last old man had cleared out. “Arkane is in a foul temper, and is taking it out on the villages,” Clayton said. “He gains spies by the day. Even forcing children to do his bidding.” Lucas said, a younger man than Clayton, but shrewd beyond his years. His face pinched with anger and disgust at what Arkane would stoop to. “He still has no idea where she is?” I asked. “Not as far as we know,” Brollen said, a middle-aged man built like a boulder and just as indestructible. His left eye was mechanical and glowed faintly red in the subdued light of the tavern.

All the packs now working together for one cause --avenging our Queen. Arlene uses her water power to extinguish the Hellhound's fire, allowing us to pin it down momentarily before it regains its red fur. Nina intervenes, attacking Arlene. Max comes in between them, taking the dark magic blow. Arlene contra-attacks straight away, not letting Nina recast her spells. I trust Maximus and Arlene to deal with Nina while I try to overtake this fire dog.

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

The next Griffin will be born from the ashes of the previous Griffin, they will simply die and be born in the forest of fog. The Griffin is almost as tall as her body, the Eagle's face approaches Aranjo's. The eagle's eyes are a combination of black and gold. The Griffin's plumage was pale gold with fine strands of red in between the golden feathers. 'Thank you for helping me!' Aranjo seemed to hear the voice of someone talking to her. Is she hallucinating? inner Aranjo. 'I'm the little bird you saved first!' "Are you talking to me?" asked Aranjo as she approached Griffin.

She leapt forward, with anger starting to burn in her heart again. “Good job, everyone!” ! SLASH! The crimson light of dusk shimmered in the cold mountains. Arai advanced at full strength along with dozens of other . They found it. They found the Wyvern, which was known as Dame Emerald—the former Commander of the Dawn Knight Order. A single tear fell from Arai's cheek, and one was enough. She blinked and there were no more tears left. Only anger and pain remained. “Wait for me, Commander. I will quickly release you from your suffering…”

firm, with a delicious softness, a feminine weight that filled her hands perfectly. She arched her back and pushed her hair out of her face. The movement was sensual, surrendering. AND lifted her breasts, fitting them even more to his hands. Nav knelt down and, through her bodice, ran his thumb over the prickled nipple. On one side to side. Warm skin beneath the thin fabric, a scent of jasmine and woman. He He placed his mouth on the silk and suckled the nipple.

he gritted his teeth. Drake sighed. “No, let me deal with those punks!” he hissed. “I’m the one they needed, and I want to face those idiots and kill them barely with my hands.” He gritted his teeth and looked at rouges. “Oh, well, well, well. . .” A rouge in a black cloak appeared and said,” . . . how are you alpha? Why are you rushing back to your royal house?” Drake’s fists crumpled. “Don’t talk and let me kill you, punk!” he growled.

From my calculations, not every account has been locked inside the game, but there are too many now. For the next hour, I paced around the room, unable to stay in one spot for long. Neither Luka nor Jake was able to access the server completely, as an outside force was blocking them. It was obvious Arcane Realm had been hacked, and their skills rivaled Luka’s and Jake’s combined effort.