Novel & Cerita Aura Kingdom Armor

The strength of these three sorcerers was quite strong when compared to ordinary humans. That day Al wore sleeveless armor so that his arm muscles look perfectly curved. His burly body was imprinted on his stretchy armor. He took off his hood and glared at the guest who barged in. His stiff hair stood sharp, towered in Mohawk style, and was dark green. With his masculine jaw, Al looked fierce and strong. He deliberately exposed his muscles to scare his opponent. His red eyes glared ferociously. His tall body emitted an oppressive aura. Al was ready to hit anyone who dared to break into the Brighton area.

Yet he remained upright, staring forward, where a massive silhouette slowly emerged from the blazing red mist. Step by step, the sounds were heavy, like metal striking stone. Then a tall figure clad in bronze armor appeared, its eyes empty but glowing orange behind the helmet. In its hand it held something strange, a sword without a blade. The hilt was long, but the end of it was empty, only vibrating, reflecting light like an illusion. “You…” “Akarion,” the figure replied flatly. Its voice sounded like two stones grinding against each other. “Second Arka, guardian of the Ember Temple. This is where the War God’s fire is forged, and where human foolishness is roasted.”

Elara The air in the garrison courtyard collapsed under the weight of my aura. I stood dead center on the wet gravel, the dark Kevlar plates of my tactical armor absorbing the frantic, rhythmic orange flashes of the security beacons. The fresh crescent brand on my throat burned with a fierce, possessive heat, pulsing in perfect synchronization with the heavy combat boots of the alpha standing right at my flank. Through our fated mate bond, Kaelen's lethal anticipation ran hot through my veins, anchoring Nyx so deeply to the surface that my human vision was entirely framed in a ring of brilliant, glowing violet.

I have a blue cape that reaches my knees, and long armored white boots that cover above my knees. Val wears almost the same design as mine, but her armored color combines red, black and yellow. Her cape is red, and her armor was black and yellow. “This is our battle attire, Azrael. Stop gawking at Alice's cleavage. Tsk.” Val said while smirking, and Azrael’s face turned beet red that made us laugh. Azrael is wearing a black armor attire which has a hidden weapon he could use in case of emergency. He requested that on the bladesmith and crafter.

Everybody ETA on the hour, we move before dawn to keep the element of surprise. Drawing on my bullet proof vest I feel it mould to my body. This is magically engineered armour designed to protect each species in its own way. Of course we are all different shapes so a generic piece was made and infused with magic to give it the ability to fit anything from a tiny fox to a huge ten foot bear. Then the assault begins as small explosions are set off to draw out the guards surroundingthe two labs, I don't know which one Dakota is in because no matter how hard I have tried to speak to her through our mate bond Ihaven't been able to make contact.

“That’s what we are all thinking, that he’s gone crazy and is now capable of anything.” “Drugs are really bad,” Anika said, shaking her head. “It can turn a saint into a demon. What’s more with someone who’s already a demon like Allan? You need a bodyguard.” “I can’t afford one.” “I can provide you with one,” Anika stated, her countenance serious. Layla quickly shook her head. “No, ma’am, you’ve done enough for me,” she said.

The others supported him with encouraging nods while I resisted the explosion of laughter broiling inside of me. I took a deep breath. "So what do you call yourselves," I scoffed. "Justice league? The Avengers? Fantastic Eleven?" I laughed. "Or simply Anti-Ripper?" They all seemed irked and annoyed by my laughter so I laughed even harder. "Just stop it!" The lady yelled. "Mum, kill him!" The young girl urged, hiding behind a tree at the back of the group of werewolves. "Shh, honey" The lady said to her shockingly wicked—or merely brainwashed— child. "It will be just a minute or two."

Cna he even get out? June glances up at me. “Well, I don’t mean to assume things, but you’re clearly from the Loyalty Pack. Maybe the demon that has taken over your Alpha’s body is terrorising his people.” My mouth goes dry. “If there was a demon within Ren...Alpha Ren, how would someone get rid of it?” I ask her, hoping her strange book has some kind of answer.

Kane The moon hung low in the sky as we arrived at the outskirts of Samyspring. A sea of towering trees greeted us, their leaves rustling with a nervous energy that seemed to mirror our own. The anticipation in the air was palpable, a tension that crackled like electricity. Richard rode at my side, his gaze a blazing fire of determination – the rightful alpha of Samyspring, resolute in his quest to reclaim what had been unjustly taken from him by his best friend. The gravity of our mission hung heavy in the air, and as we neared the entrance to the pack, a formidable line of roguish figures awaited us. Carlos, it seemed, had been forewarned of our arrival, and his forces were poised for conf

He said. Season 2 ended here! Author note: Hello everyone!! Please continue to read ARCANUM because, there will be a side story which about Steven and Nicolai. See you on Season 3!!!