Blaidd Helmet Location Novels & Stories

"You're right. The disciple would be impossible to find since he died together with the master during the siege. But there's still a chance to find the weapon though. I know where to find it." "Where?" Prince Zaeius asked. "At the Northern Coast Valley. The white fortress there was the former White Castle."

"They’re going to look for me and they will send you back to where you belong–" He gasped as the metal collar she put on his neck tightened and grew hot. He tried to claw at it to get it off but it stayed still. "Don’t bother. It won’t come off until you’re dead. It’s what they use on the Hellhounds to keep them obedient." Finnegan had found it in the Greenhouses at Shipton after she was attacked. He kept it for her as he had a feeling it would be useful in the future. Clever Finn. It was too bad he couldn’t be there to watch this.

he shouted, trying to catch a glimpse of the assailant. From the chaos emerged a figure clad in black, helmet securely fastened. A muffled laugh echoed through the din. "Who else would it be?" the newcomer replied, removing her helmet to reveal a familiar face. As the helmet fell away, recognition struck like lightning. "Blanche?" Venus gasped, her eyes widening in disbelief. Relief washed over her as she realized that Blanche was alive, a beacon of hope amid the turmoil. Blanche grinned, adrenaline coursing through her veins. "Miss me?" she quipped, her confidence unwavering even in the face of danger. The camaraderie and emotions of their past surged forward, igniting a fierce determinatio

“The workers in the factory had told me about it too. In the past, a dwarven blacksmith created a collection of equipment meant to take down the Scarlett King and his elite soldiers. From history, a certain Hero was supposed to have all of them on him. These equipment are called the Celestial Gears. Made from top quality material and enhanced by the best mages in the world before being turned into equipment.” “Whoa~ I never heard of that.” Matthew said in astonishment. “There were twelve pieces in total. However, after the war, only seven remained. The Necklace of Miracle, Jingu Bang-the magic staff, Kebalia- the toughest armour, Gram- the sharpest sword, Garuda’s Bow, the Chaos Orb, and the

A town… people… capital… sigils… things that were… things that will be… everything has changed. The small sorceress stood near the crossroad, leaning on her walking stick. In the distance she could hear riders approaching. She was near the half of her journey. Their pace changed, she could see them. Their leader was in front ridding a black stallion; his armor was different than the others. His face was hidden under a skull-type helmet; she didn't know what type of skull was that. The only thing visible was his lower jaw and his hair, a mane of golden lock that felt almost to his waist.

"It is hidden somewhere, but I know the location, though it will not be easy to access-it is well-guarded. Do you think you are capable?" I scowl, feeling anger bubble up inside of me as I glare at the cloaked man. "I am capable of whatever I wish to do. What is this object?" "It is a helmet." Another awkward pause. "It is...an ancient artifact. Very valuable, you see?" "Okay." I say, digesting the information. A helmet is worth five million dollars to this man? I pause, regarding him carefully. "What is your name?"

Checking meant I was present. I straightened up and reached under the collar of my jacket. Ma's chain. She might be crazy but we had a good relationship until she left. I guess I still want her with me or something. Simple. Silver that had gone slightly warm from sitting against my skin the whole drive over. I unclasped it and held it for exactly three seconds. Then I opened the small compartment built into the left fairing and locked it inside. Raid Bennett stayed in there with it. I pulled my helmet on and became Reaper.

After carefully slipping the shard into a specially made pouch, they started to exit the caves once more. With a wave of relief, the whispering subsided as they departed. They needed to relax and recover, so they made camp outside. Eldon looked at the map again as they sat by the campfire. "The next fragment can be found in the Arathor Ruins, a location renowned for its powerful defenses. We must be ready for anything that may arise." Kyra fixed her steely gaze on him. "Eldon, we'll make it. We must. They had a restful night and were prepared to leave by morning.

"This is too easy." "That's what worries me," Isla whispered. Then Nyra reappeared, her eyes wide. "There's only one guard," she hissed. "At the relic shrine. And he's not moving." "Trap?" Pablo asked. "Or bait," I said. "Either way, we go in." We split up, circling around the shrine through the underbrush. From here, I could see the guard's armour. Blackened iron with the Pinewood crest. I stepped closer... and froze.

She had proven her presence by the car explosion earlier. The rest of the trucks were dispatched to different locations but ours pulled up before a two-story building. From the outside it looked abandoned, its walls cracked and colorless. “Fan out in pairs and kill everything in sight!” The hunters that drove ordered the moment we stepped down. “I've gotten the Aetherial Compass from their stash. It’ll help us track the signature of whoever cast the spell earlier,” Vanya said as she walked towards me for us to pair up. But then, someone I hadn't seen for a while decided to tag along.