Carnage Kabuto Novels & Stories

Victoria tried to retreat but Kane was already there, moving through our defensive line like it did not exist. Albert stepped between Kane and me, weapon raised. "You are not taking her." Kane's human eye focused on Albert. Something flickered—recognition maybe, or the ghost of consciousness fighting programming. "Obstacle detected. Albert Morrison. Former asset. Now classified as enemy combatant. Elimination authorized." Kane's mechanical arm shifted. A blade emerged, six inches of carbon steel integrated into the prosthetic. Albert fired. Three shots, center mass. They hit Kane's armored chest and ricocheted harmlessly.

The other bosses needed to see she would not hide behind guards when things became dangerous. Agent Torres arrived before the cleanup was finished. Her expression showed she already knew what had happened, despite the cleaned version being prepared. She walked through the warehouse, studying bullet holes and blood stains that had not been fully erased. When she returned to Elena, she said the place looked like a war zone and demanded an explanation that made sense.

Egbert Ray stepped into view, his presence sending a wave of murmurs through the crowd. Egbert was a striking figure, his presence alone commanding attention. His tall, lean frame was clad in an elegant but practical combat uniform—a deep crimson with gold accents, the colours of Xeria. A long, ornate scabbard hung at his side, the hilt of the blade peeking out with intricate engravings. His jet-black hair was slicked back, giving him a refined yet intimidating appearance. His sharp, angular features carried a calm, almost serene expression, but his dark, piercing eyes gleamed with predatory focus.

she said after the Legion and I cuddled I looked at the Legion, Umbra, Protgation, Concilio & Creatura, Jack (F/GO), POTF (David, Kyle & Jordan), Phageomora & the Disabled Six (Quiet Lily, Astral Mist, Ivory Wings, Lunar Scar, Swift Mustang & Shadow Star) then looked at the enemies ahead of us. “Ready guys?” I said to them “my friends and I are ready Arnee” said David, “me and the Disabled Six will aid you” said Phageomora, “The Legion will back you up” said Orbision then Sakura with Boruto and Saruda came back from a separate mission “Sakura, Boruto & Saruda you came back from your separate mission” I said “yep we are back” said Boruto “Saruda looks at Sasuke “come on dad let’s help Arnold”

While Gavin took Machine Guns such as bren machine gun,hotchkiss machine gun and MG42 Mag machine gun. Just like Cardo also picked the outstanding Schwarzlose machine gun, an AK-47 and tanto point a dagger class. Kulas took the assault rifle, a 6-inch stainless steel blade Ontario MK-3 Navy Knife and ammunition. "Woahh khez babes you look beautiful and at the same time you're scary"He's laughing at me after he said it to me afterwards he place it carefully. "so I won't bother you anymore"he added and turn to our busy companion.

Carnelian stone was protecting the environment against obscure energies. Jungkun was prevented from entering the building. He did his best to shatter the energy of the stone with his dark energies, but it was only a waste of time. The moment TaeHwan stepped into the apartment, his eyes burned with anger. Bojin and his two bodyguards were lying on the floor lifelessly. Blood was all over the living room and bullets were stuck into their foreheads.

Everyone turned their heads. In the heavily damaged front car, it shook slightly, and then a fair, jade-like hand emerged from inside. What is this now?! In the astonished gaze of the crowd, a petite girl, resembling a zombie, crawled out. She was dressed in all black, but it was the kind of adorable sailor uniform seen in Japanese anime and manga, reminiscent of a loli character. Coldness mixed with a hint of liveliness. She reached up and pushed aside a piece of scrap metal from her head, then bent down and pulled out a half-human-sized machine gun from the wreckage of the car.

They were Oni-Brutes. Four massive, cybernetic behemoths, easily fifteen feet tall, heavily armored in crimson and black durasteel designed to look like demonic masks. They didn't carry swords. They carried massive, shoulder-mounted plasma-cannons and wielded spiked, energized kanabō clubs the size of tree trunks. "Heavy resistance at the gate!" Captain Reyes yelled, locking the brakes on her scav-crawler. One of the Oni-Brutes raised its plasma-cannon. It didn't aim at Dax or Tank. It aimed dead center at Lena, who was exposed at the absolute front of the formation.

Their gazes collided in the air—sparks flew. This wasn’t an internship. This was war. That night, Takuto’s bedroom had transformed into a full-scale war room. The walls were covered in Kimura Heavy Industries’ org charts His desk had three laptops running real-time simulations and data crunching Beside the bed, his orange tabby Daifuku wore a tiny badge labeled “Chief Executive Advisor” “The situation is serious,” Takuto muttered, adjusting his imaginary glasses. “Kenta was an industry elite in his past life. He’s more familiar with mechanical engineering than I am.”

Akane: “The Shogun Armor of Inferno was promised to the blood of Ryōgen the Oni King five centuries ago. You wear it. You are small. Return it or I take it off your corpse.” Lucian’s wings snap full thunder-dragon size, lightning crawling over his scales. Remy stands, already half-shifted, eyes gold, claws out. Kayo’s tails bristle into nine flaming spears. I feel the crown above my heart spin once, slow and warning. Celeste (quiet, to the lake): “Not tonight.” The water answers, rising in black-glass blades around the dock.