Attack-titan Gif Novels & Stories

He hit me mid-air, a full body slam that drove the air from my lungs and sent us both crashing through a training arena. We rolled, a tangle of black and red, claws and teeth seeking purchase. I managed to rake his side, drawing blood that sizzled like acid where it hit the ground. He answered by sinking his teeth into my shoulder and shaking. I howled, the sound raw and agonized. With a desperate surge of strength, I kicked out, **Titan's Kick**, catching him in the ribs and sending him skidding back. I didn't get a moment to breathe. The red wolf stood, and the red half-moon behind it pulsed. The temperature plummeted. The elder's voice was calm, final. "Enough!!! Heaven-Splitting Judgment

Tobias lingers for a moment, looking indecisive, and then throws open the side door and clambers out of the car. The six of us face down our attackers, and that’s when the adrenaline takes over. Atlas shifts into his shifter form—sleek, black, and green-eyed and charges the nearest one, dark magic swimming through his fur to augment his physical strength. Ivy joins him without hesitation, replicating his attack perfectly as she sinks her teeth into the werebear’s side.

"Be careful, bro, that girl may slap you." "Why are you here? This is the men's bathroom, miss." "Owws really? Why is she here then?" I mean the girl behind me. "That's none of your business." The guy that is in front of me said that. Their batons are also open but they have t-shirts inside their uniforms. "Well, it's none of your business if I'm here." "What do you think you are doing to him?" I ask. "We're just having fun." They answered.

But for how long? Titan takes over, his strong wolf body slamming and biting and fighting the vampires. His strong jaws break bones and kill vampires. But no matter how many I kill, more appear. The dragons direct their fire toward Dan and Victor, and I jump in front of it. The scent of burned fur and skin reaches Titan before he can register the pain in his left side. Bitting back his yelp, Titan escapes another set of flames. Victor and Dan also get away from the danger. Pack members cover us as we get out of reach of the deadly dragon fire.

Her body started shaking, mouth opening and closing as tears filled her eyes. “Do you have any idea who the man you attacked is?” I snarled in her face. My voice was laced with the low, dangerous undertone of Xabat, once again, proving he was present. I wouldn’t be surprised if one of my eyes had turned red - the color of my beast. “Oh, shit,” Titus gasped and took off towards the stairs. I didn’t bother to stop him. Whatever he had decided to do was his business, I had to set some pack members straight first.

Tritan's gaze narrowed, a flicker of exhilaration dancing within his eyes, as he prepared himself to face the formidable adversary. Sensing Tritan's resolve, Finrir turned towards him, prepared to join the imminent battle. Yet, with an assertive Aquasign gesture, Tritan conveyed his determination: "Let me take care of this." Brimming with unwavering confidence, Tritan propelled himself towards the encroaching squid, embracing the challenge that lay ahead.

The damaged Titan didn't escape in time, cut down mid-jump by a fourth and final shotgun blast. White armour bent and metal screamed as the overwhelmed mech was blown nearly in two by the sheer force of the blast, coming down in a hail of sparks. "One down!" I cheered. "They're regrouping, Jax!" Kedrick warned. The Titans were more organized and were growing bolder once again. The surprise of our attack had worn off.

His veins popped out across his body as his figure gradually fused with the Titan's Seal, pressing down with the momentum of vast thunder to suppress everything below. The Titan's Seal, filled with boundless killing intent, collided with Lawrence's Sixfold Carnage Fist, causing a vast torrent of energy to burst apart. It was followed by what seemed like the screams of purgatory ringing across the sky. There were countless currents of energy rippling out in all directions. Ashton and Flint, who were standing on the deathmatch stage, both looked alarmed and scrambled back quickly, not wanting to get caught in the deadly maelstrom. Those dreadful ripples of energy rippled upward, and the very f

he trembled, trying to hold his ground. "Oh? Then, let’s prove it." I nodded to Zane, who brought my disabled robot onto the stage. Grabbing a steel rod as thick as my wrist, I brought it down on the machine in a hail of blows. "No!" Adrian lunged, but security, who was ready for this, pinned him in place. Helpless, he could only watch as I smashed the bot to pieces, muttering over and over, "System, I won’t change, I won’t change it…"

It had taken us six chapters to figure out how to scratch its paint. My father froze, staring up at the machine he had helped design. "It's online... Oh god, it's online." The Titan’s mono-eye flashed red. Its cannon spun up with a terrifying whine. "Target Acquired," the synthesized voice boomed. "Threat Level: Extremis." Dax didn't slow down. He didn't take cover. He kept walking toward the twelve-foot death machine like he was approaching a vending machine that had eaten his dollar. "Mia," Dax said calmly. "Left knee. Vent 4."