Bound Armor Oblivion Novels & Stories

We are only able to put a shield around a single person at a time, but with both Kora and I, whatever was about to happen, we could shield Abby even more if we work together. “You create the shield and I’ll strengthen it, okay?” She said and I nodded again. Kora knew that I was fragile right now looking at Abby like this and that she would have to be the one to strengthen the shield. To anyone else, the shield would be invisible, but whoever made the shield was able to see it, “Okay, there,” I told Kora once I saw the thin veil around Abby. Kora put her hands up and I saw the sheer veil of a shield begin to thicken, looking almost as if it turned to glass. Abby looked like a rose that was be

This aura… why does it feel familiar, like I know who it belongs to? A 6ft 3 man with silver hair fashioned into a Mohawk wearing gold earrings walked to meet Kronos in the center of the arena. Kronos gasped when he saw him. Zorvun’s Beard! He looks just like me! He wore a bronze breastplate made from many layers of smaller metal pieces, mimicking the scales of a dragon. It covered everything from the neck down. The upper arms were protected by pointed, half covering rerebraces which sat well under the shoulderplates. The lower arms were covered by vambraces which had a dragon shaped metal ornament piece on each outer side. The upper legs were covered by rounded, half covering cuisses. The

So I was sure that Killian would break that barrier as soon as the shadow eaters whirling above the magic circle came in their full glory. And I was right. The shadow eaters with skull-like faces and green, flame-like bodies started slamming their bodies against the barrier. Their screeches cut through the silence on the grounds. Amor was ready in the special armour I had created with Aria. The armour was made up of alloy of metals that repelled all kinds of magic, be it dark or not. It had a golden lustre. I was sitting in the mansion's bedroom. “Zeve… I am leaving,” Amor said.

A face of shock ripples through Troy as well, almost matching the orc’s look. Mudbrew’s left palm is placed on the protected chest of the orc and the right on is placed on the chest of the fire prince. On each of his palms are scribed runes embedded with the steel material that he wears. The rune is the same shape as a diaphragm of a bear which adds force to a formula. Purple ignition of arcane power surges through his armor and fingers then without fail, a forceful push of arcane energy blasts the two apart, separating them. The left side of Scar’s armor is crushed in the process, as the general applied enough force to do so whereas, with Troy, he only applies enough to push him back. “That

"Hahaha... It seems that everyone has a good eyesight." "This is indeed a complete set of armor, called Light Beam Armor. Every part of this suit of armor is a real treasure." "Hee hee, if you wear all of them, your improvement will not be much worse than help of Secondary Divine Artifacts!" "Let's think about it. What's the value of this set of armor? I don't think it's necessary to say more." The old man in charge of the auction spoke again, his tone full of temptation. "Light Beam Armor is for sale. The minimum auction price is 50,000 Upper grade Spiritual Stones!"

"That is where Aidan moved the primary lab. It is the only building with a dedicated power grid and independent oxygen scrubbers." Sora adjusted the grip on his knife. He could see them. At least twenty tactical officers in full Corvin gear. They weren't just guards. They were wearing specialized silver-mesh armor designed to reflect Shifter attacks. He felt the frequency in his blood surge, humming against the back of his neck where Vardan had burned the tracker. The scar was tight, pulling at his skin, a constant reminder of the parasite that had lived inside him. "The armor they wear has a weakness," Vardan said, his voice a low rumble beside Sora’s ear. "The joints at the neck and the ba

The man stiffened, standing frozen for a moment before collapsing lifelessly to the floor. Earlier, when Steve had fired the round-shaped blast, he’d noticed their armor—beast-grade gear designed to disperse impact almost completely. The armor absorbed most of the force, and their bodies endured what little passed through. But armor didn’t cover everything. And Steve had noticed that. Now invisible, he’d struck where protection didn’t exist. “No… no!” the remaining man shouted, panic seeping into his voice. He glanced at the fallen body, then toward the man standing at the doorway—the one radiating the strongest aura—seeking silent permission.

The Protective Battle Armor focused on defense and was made of Wilbur's spiritual energy, lightning, and Dragon Power. The runes that formed on it were all defensive runes as well. As Wilbur's strength increased, the defensive capabilities of the armor increased to a horrifying level as well. The moment the armor was formed, the bullets rained down on it like a violent torrent. At that moment, the constant explosions were heard, and smoke was everywhere. The whole plaza was filled with smoke caused by the explosions. Seymour laughed maniacally as he continued to frantically show off his firepower. That terrifying firepower lasted for about three minutes, completely depleting all the ammuniti

Swords, daggers, axes, and guns, each sharpened and polished to perfection. Before anything, I focus on protection. I grab a set of lightweight body armor— fabric pads designed to absorb impact while remaining undetectable under clothing. Chest, back, arms, thighs—each piece is strapped into place, offering just enough defense without sacrificing speed. A full suit would slow me down, and I can’t afford that. But these will stop any claws, teeth or worse from inflicting too much damage which will give me an edge.

I can be a handful, but only because I can take care of myself and don’t need babysitters. I do feel bad for them though, hence why I like to give them breaks – which they refuse to take. Not only are these two stuck standing guard in front of whatever room I’m in, but they have to do it covered head to toe in armour. Looks amazing, but I wouldn’t want to wear it. The armour is made from graphene, it’s flexible and elastic while being strong and lightweight. The beauty of this particular armour is that it’s been imbued with makkari magic. The armour is sentient, to a degree. It can sense the species of the attacking enemy and alter itself accordingly. So, if say a sirna was attacking them, t