Battle Blades Optimus Prime Novels & Stories

And it will be impossible for them to destroy the true enemy - the Beast! John inspected his blades and stroked them, especially admiring the sterling silver engraving that showed up as soon as he held them in his hands. The Blades recognized their Master, their Creator. The engraving on one of the blades read: "Ta - revo" - "I am death." And on the other: "Ve'ol, E'khor!" - "Fear, Beast!" "My blades," Black whispered, still holding his blades in his hands. - How, it turns out, I missed you!

He looked worse than Logan, and his Spiritool was tattered. He cried out loud when he saw Logan, "How are you still standing?!" "I'm not dying until you're dead!" Light began to radiate out of his body. A blade manifested from Logan's eyes and flew toward Saint Primordial. Logan's injuries had not made him weaker but stronger. "Ah!" Saint Primordial screamed and ran toward Primordialist Hall. He had lost his will to fight. Logan pursued him. His golden flames were tinged in his blood. "Formation!" Saint Primordial screamed as the blade severed his one arm.

"You wish to steal something?" "If I hold onto my halberd, it's what I want for a boon." I can see sparks of silver flash in his blue eyes. He's excited. I have my old dragon back. Then, he tries to kill me. Or at least it feels like it. I fall and roll before he brings his much larger halberd down. Sweat drips down my back and between my breasts. The weapons are sharp. I know he wouldn't mean to hurt me, but I know it can happen. I focus on his legs and belly. The muscles in both bunch immediately before he strikes. He said I had to hold on. He didn't say I couldn't cheat.

"He's changed hasn't he. I hadn't noticed it until the other night when you left. He lost control but not in the way that you think. You did something unexpected beyond his gaze and it infuriated him." "What are you talking about? Just tell me already," I raised my voice slightly, feeling frustrated and agitated. I just wanted somebody to say the words that I had been in denial about since the moment his knee connected with my father's skull. "Prime has awakened," he said the three dreaded words. "How do you know that," I asked slowly, watching the swirls of the mark on my arm. It vaguely resembled the at symbol but had more swirls that formed more letters. There was an 'a' and what looked l

With Miguel's return to the room, the two could come across two guys standing at his door, one with brown hair in a well-aligned haircut, a shaved beard and standing with his hands in his pockets while the other was talking super excitedly, gesturing a lot. This one had dark blond hair combed back. As Miguel approached the duo, he put his hand on Catherine's shoulder, making her look at him a little scared at first. His hand was warm, and he had to take a step to his side, which made her smell his wonderful scent. It was Miguel's perfume, with a woody odor that matched perfectly with his lumberjack style. The trance in her mind was broken when she heard him introduce her.

I looked at the pile of silver dust where Kael’s consciousness had finally burned out to buy me this one second of gravity. I didn't scream. I stood up. I looked at the Second Prime—the man who had turned my parents into data points and my son into a battery. My black arm didn't just itch; it ignited. If this arm belongs to you, I thought, my eyes turning to shards of lethal ice, then I’m the one who’s going to use it to finish your suicide. I lunged. I didn't move like a wolf. I moved like a structural failure. I slammed my necrotic, ash-weeping hand directly into the Second Prime’s translucent chest.

We used the Sovereign Pulse. Eryx became the Grey-Iron Shield, his body expanding until he was a titan of prehistoric metal, absorbing the "Delete" commands of the Avatar. I became the Sovereign Blade, my entire being turning into a shaft of emerald-white light that pierced the heart of the Zero Cycle. The battle for the Twenty-First Cycle was a war of Definition.

" So, please... listen to me. 'He pleads. Let’s talk later. I will just continue your plans.’ Emily sneered. She heaved a sigh and bit her lower lip before she continued talking while facing the kingdom map. "From this area, Cadmus and Taurus will lead the Delta squadron." Since they are both skilled with human weapons, they’ll lead the Delta. " "Alright, it’s a pleasure, your majesty." Taurus politely seconded. Emily pointed out the whole palace. "This spot, this will be covered by the alpha’s wolves." I’ll give birth one of these days. That’s the alpha’s presumption. And with this spot, they will protect the heir as the war starts. "

I say in a mind link to Alpha King Rian. I know, Euan just linked me. We can’t spare warriors right now Killian. There are too many rogues on this border. He says, his voice strangled with emotion. Titan lets out a whimper as he starts slicing through the rogues that come at him, taking out his frustration and anger on these mangy little fucks. Our pup better be okay after all of this. If not, I will make everyone’s life a living hell until she is healed. You won’t be the only one giving hell, mutt.

shouted Bouldvar when Mar leapt towards him, aiming for his chest, but the tip of her saber was able to piece through it. “Whip Blade!” said Mar. A whip of fire flowed from the tip of her saber and went towards Boulvar’s crest, but the other blocked it with his arm. The Fire whipped around his arm, burning his sleeves, but it had no effect on the wind mage. He simply stepped back and pulled at the lieutenant. Mar hit the wall of wind, but would not let go of her saber. With a shout, she raised her left arm and smashed through the barrier with her fist, her outstretched arm, reaching for her opponent’s token, she was about to reach it too, when...