Armored Wizard Novels & Stories

Yet, at that moment, Wilbur shouted out loud, and spiritual flames surged up from below his feet, quickly forming some battle armor. The armor consisted of a helmet, breastplate, faulds, greaves, and boots, with two long strands peeking out from the back. The armor burned with the power of various spiritual energies. Runes circulated it as thunder roared, protecting Wilbur's whole body, and emitting the aura of an unbreakable wall. It was a protective method that Wilbur had conceived of based on Eileen's domain. He named it the "Protective Battle Armor". The Protective Battle Armor focused on defense and was made of Wilbur's spiritual energy, lightning, and Dragon Power.

Harry nodded then looked at me "I warned you Kirey, if you want. I can cancel your place for research!" I shook my head "I'll still be there Harry, come on, this will be a special experience, won't it? Besides, there wouldn't be any big monsters, or big gorillas suddenly liking me right? It's a normal place, it's just that they're spreading out. The rumors are not true!" I said, somehow I was able to get rid of my worries too.

"You-You need to run! That's a wizard, Nat- the wizard." She finally seemed to realize that there was someone close behind her and she whirled around to face him again. He knew the picture he made standing there over her. Vampire Prince eyes glowing through the smoke and twisted black metal armor covering much of his body. His crowned helmet sported horns that curled up and back making him appear taller and infinitely more terrifying. He didn't really need armor, but he wore it anyway for occasions such as this. He enjoyed the way her throat bobbed as she tried to swallow past her own fear. She held up her trembling blade against him and his head tilted as he smiled down at her.

Despite that, it hurt me much more than it should have. “Are you alright?” Cassius asked softly and grabbed my arm, examining my wound. “Does it hurt you?” I just shook my head and looked around for Luther, but he was nowhere to be seen. “I really didn’t realize about the tree,” I mumbled. Cassius shook his head. “You should have been alert in the forest because many trees grow old and fall over.” ******** Third Person

Overall, I liked the armor. The best thing about wedding armor was that it didn’t need to be changed, unlike other armor. With other armor, you had to continue to change it depending on the level of the player, as it could only be leveled up so much. With armor received after getting married, the quality was unique enough to be able to continue leveling up during the duration of the game. “I have a question.” I settled my eyes on Luka as an idea occurred to me. “What is it?” He sounded annoyed. Perhaps he was, as I suspected he just wanted to hurry up and get this over with so we could start beating the game.

On the edge of his sleeve, I caught the outline of a black and gray tattoo encircling his upper arm. But most of all, it was his eyes that froze me. Deep, green puddles moved over my body, sizing me up. He gave a curt nod, a dark brown curl falling over his eye. Another curled around her ears, the rest pulled into a tight ponytail, like a Viking warrior preparing for battle. A light beard covered his broad jaw, giving him a wild, untamed look. He was handsome, and here I was, wearing baggy overalls, a shirt that belonged to my father, and mud caked on every inch of my body.

“Guardians, please, come with me.” As they stand, Amir grabs my mate’s hand. I’m just about to step in, when she handles the situation, Guardian style. “I warned you not to touch me again, Amir,” she says and I watch her wolf push forward. Amir screams as he is turned to dust. My father’s eyes go wide as he sees his second in command disintegrated in front of him. The entire room goes silent around us. “Yes father. You would be wise to remember that they are called the Guardians of the Realm for a reason.” I snarl at him. “Ladies, please, come with me.”

’ Amara asks. ‘We prepare ourselves.’ I say to her, grab Talon’s hands and lead him to my bedroom. He looks around my chambers, taking in everything and touching everything in curiosity. He smirks when he sees my table covered in dozens of daggers as I place the one Micah made me amongst them. The wand my mother gifted is also there. I open my drawer and pull out a fresh pair of my black leggings, baldric, black tank top and a hair tie, placing them on my bed. I gesture for Talon to untie the back of my dress. I let it slide from my shoulders and drop onto the floor. I put fresh underwear on and then my leggings. Talon hands me my black crop top. I take it and put it on, then take my baldric

The Mercenaries’ Guild had even compiled a dedicated bestiary, indispensable to adventurers. The Blackarmored Boar was no easy opponent. Thick-skinned and heavily built, it could achieve terrifying speed in a full charge. Though it possessed no spell-like abilities, its lethality was not to be underestimated. “Smear this across your chest,” Instructor Beff said, tossing him a black pill. Logo did as instructed. Crushing the pill between his fingers, he rubbed the substance onto his chest.

Klaus nodded and then stood up, heading for the bathroom, and I saw the chain extend as he walked away. I left the room and met Anderson outside. "They're on their way back, but it'll be a few hours before they get here," Anderson warned me. "James and the battalion stayed behind, the Wizards have informed us that they're going to stay out of this war, while there's been a lot of movement on the part of the Werewolves." I took a deep breath, having the Wizards as an ally would be great, precisely because I know that they can identify necromantic spells much more easily.