Bound Armor Oblivion Novels & Stories

It can also resist a lot of heavy fire from any opposition. When it is activates, it would surround the user with a faint blue energy shield. The exotic armor is not like the normal conventional armor, as it is more energy-powered gear. When it is paired with a camouflage device, the blue glow is hidden from sight. The low-grade armor he chosen can withstand any firepower from the 21st century weaponry for hours or days. It can also withstand firepower from weapons of this century. The armor is like a second life to the knights.

He has no way to block that sort of impact and it could easily kill him. Morrigan lends me some of her strength and I pull on my Guardian aura, creating a protective shield around me, Baron and the sprites. A lightning bolt heads straight at Baron, but instead of hitting him, it attaches momentarily to my aura, lighting it up and making it visible, sending a wave of blue and purple light around the bubble my aura has made.

When had their survival become more important than my own? But there was no time to examine the shift. Outside the temple, steel was beginning to ring against steel as diplomatic words gave way to deadly action. Moira helped me stand, her hands glowing with healing energy that did little to ease the bone-deep exhaustion. "If you insist on this madness, at least take some protection." She gestured to the altar behind us, where someone had laid out a set of armor unlike anything I had ever seen. The metal gleamed with its own inner light, silver plates inscribed with symbols that seemed to move when I wasn't looking directly at them.

After being regaled by the new merchandise, Theo purchased an Elvish hybrid armor, which enchanted his clothes to stay intact when shifting and the armor morphed it's shape whether he was in human form, wolf or lycan or celestial form or hybrid forms. The armor was crafted by blacksmiths in The Great Willow Tree and made from metal mined by dwarfs in the Silver Star Mountains. There were enchanted gems and crystals from the Crystalline Forest that cloaked the wearer from view and projected out a shield of energy. The shield lasted as long as the wearer’s mental endurance could hold out. For lycan warriors, it would be a piece of cake. Before he departed, Theo was quickly persuaded to put the

“By him.” Liora’s jaw tensed. Maren’s voice softened slightly. “Liora… there’s fear now. Real fear. The rogues are pressing harder along the borders. Elias is preparing a formal alliance with Shadowclaw—joint patrols, supply exchanges. It’s a delicate time.” “I didn’t choose the bond.” “No. But you’re tangled in it, whether you like it or not.” Maren stepped closer, her tone low. “I’ve defended you more times than I can count. I’ll keep doing it. But you need to give me something to work with. Appear strong. Controlled. Make them see the bond doesn’t own you.”

The man was like every other demon she had ever seen but his eyes held a bit of blue, Lilith would have to ask Adrian about that later. "Your Highnesses, thank you for coming." The man bowed his head before meeting their eyes, he was wearing armour that was made from obsidian she believed as she the colour was quite similar, on the armour was a golden badge, Lilith knew the meaning of it as many of her knights had it as well.

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.

Then the device chirped again, and his attention returned to the panel. I stood several feet behind him, watching his hands work. The emergency light cast a dull gray glow across his knuckles, exposing scars I had noticed before but never really studied. Some were thin and white. Others disappeared beneath his sleeves. His hands had always seemed too dangerous for the gentleness they sometimes showed me. I remembered those fingers against my face, beneath my chin, at the back of my neck. I remembered his mouth against mine and the way he always pulled away first, as if desire itself were another threat he had been trained to eliminate. The thought made my chest tighten. Kaelen had spent mont

“Look at me. My father calls me a curse. Do you truly believe I possess the power to deceive the entire Adebayo Dominion?” He didn't answer right away. His gaze dropped to the ceremonial battle armor currently strapped to my chest. It was a legendary piece of gear, forged from hardened silver-alloy leather and studded with over four hundred thousand crushed diamond-pearl scales, worth more than five hundred million pack resources. Luna Vivian and Alpha Tade had spent their entire black-market treasury to buy that armor for Amara, intending to cement the ultimate modern werewolf mafia alliance. Instead, because of the ancient laws, their precious heir had to stand in the Alpha Hall and watch