Black Luster Soldier Yu Gi Oh Novels & Stories

Without hesitation, Casey immediately retracted his saber, blocking himself with the blade and activating the inscription pattern on the golden saber. "The Black Tortoise Inscription!" Buzz — A faint light appeared on the surface of the golden saber, glowing like a huge tortoiseshell and blocking Casey. When the sword lights hit the golden light, it made crackling sounds. In an instant, dazzling sparks exploded, blinding people's eyes.

"It's a thousand years old armor, I highly doubt it would have anything except for its hardness" "alright then here I go with the lightning" "wait, just wait a..." "THUNDER SPEAR!!!" For a short while there was silence but as soon the smoke cleared, Shiro's suspicions turned out to be true. he could see light coming out of different parts of the armor as they formed different patterns. The armour now had a different look, its silvery colour had changed to black and the light patterns around it glowed red. Endo's looks changed from that of a knight to that of a sci-fi villain.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Vayu said. "Is there any plan in mind?" Wilhelmina asked. Lars looked at his Scion friends one by one, then grinned. "None whatsoever." Everyone smiled, and in perfect unison, all of their Scion Weapons materialized. Lars' Celestial Calibur emitted a white light like that of first dawn. Mell's Balor glowed amber and seeped to the ground he stood on. Rachelia's Hellbriar Scythe gleamed a menacing crimson in its blade. Wilhelmina's Cocytus Claws were cold and misty, bringing her own personal winter. Lastly, Vayu's Arcus Ignis enveloped him in all the colors in the world.

no one could give him a plausible reply as they were all lost in their very own thought. one of the soldiers with a spear faced head straight with one of the creatures, we could tell it was a dark creature with a bull horn and a rocky skin, it eyes were bloody red and the fangs dripping some gluey fluid and its long finger-like claws very long and sharp, the soldier who was a werewolf decided to take his speed ability as an opportunity but was caught off guard by it, as he was the first soldier to die by those creatures hand. Marek and Kingu could no longer watch the manslaughter of the soldiers, they unsheathed their swords, ready to join in the fight with the rest of the stand-by soldiers.

I added. They all looked at me. Mark asked what the guy looked like, but I told him that it was so damn dark in there it was hard to see. Samaeya said the same thing. “His hair was dark, but I cannot tell you if it was black or a deep brown. His skin tone was the same as yours, but the one thing I do remember were his eyes. His eyes were this swirling shade of silvery purple. However, the purple seemed to change to blue at times.” I told them.

“So, how do I look?” Lilac puffed out her chest, which was covered in the same tac gear as the rest of Lyra’s warriors. A black, bulletproof vest overlapped several layers of fire-proof clothing, fitted with numerous pockets that each held various types of weapons. We stood in a clearing just a few miles from town, surrounded by nearly three hundred other soldiers. Considering my mate was shorter than all of them, I couldn’t help but respond accordingly. “You look adorable.”

Its color was silver. His lock screen was an image from the Japanese anime Death Note; in particular, the genius character Yagami Light and his shinigami (reaper) Ryuk. His wallpaper showed a handsome man in a suit standing in front of a sports car. With the car, Dion would get on famously with her pa, Kate thought, but not so much with the suit. Mr. Lapuz, like majority of Filipino dads, didn’t own a single suit in his wardrobe.

Wrapped in black armor that seemed carved from the void itself. His eyes because yes, Lyla could feel the weight of his gaze upon her were not silver. They were pure black. Endless. Empty. And furious. "So this is what you've become." His voice was low, sharp, echoing through the abyss like a blade dragged across stone. Lyla didn’t flinch. Didn’t step back. Instead, she lifted her chin, her Mark flaring as she met his gaze without hesitation. "And you are?" The Forsaken around them shifted, restless. Afraid.

“Probably because they don’t want to fight either. They looked too tired. Like they needed help more than a fight. Lyra, do you even know Song Pack’s signature color?” Caught off guard, I shrug. “No. I always thought it didn’t matter. I mean… I grew up a Running River warrior. My mate is Running River. This territory’s unfamiliar. Why would I care about a rival’s colors?” “Silver,” Bram says, with certainty. “Their color is silver.” “That’s… cool? I mean, I’ve always been partial to silver, but what does their banner color have to do with whether it’s safe to be on their land?”