Dawning 2023 Armor Novels & Stories

She pulled back just enough to look at me. “What are you planning now?” There it was. Not if. What. I took a breath. “I’m designing armor,” I said. Her brows rose. “Armor?” “Personal combat armor,” I clarified. “For the Shadows. Lightweight. Flexible. Resistant to silver, wolfsbane, spell penetration. Something that doesn’t slow them down, but doesn’t let them die easily either.” Her hand tightened in my coat. “You’re preparing for casualties.” “I’m preparing to prevent them.”

At this very moment I observe a silhouette walking firmly towards me; his navy blue suit stands out from everything around me, the umbrella protects him keeping his hair perfectly aligned while his face is serious, his gait is powerful and with vigor; as soon as he stopped in front of me Nathan took my elbow in his fingers giving me stability to get up; I got up and stood in front of him, he placed the black umbrella under my head and then he said to me: ______________ I am here and I will protect you and everyone. - All my windows are still broken, but I'm still standing, I still have a reason to be, and that reason is right here in front of me. - I separated a suit for you, we will go to t

He just stared at Dawn with awe, and his eyes are now bright green. Dawn is wearing backless black glittery body con dress that ends ups exactly in her calf length, it also has a slit on the right, if she wants to show-off her thighs. Her hair is flowing at her back, even though the dress is backless, her back isn’t really showing because of her hair, covering it. She also has a black cape, but refuse to wear it. The vampire band, started playing a mellow music to start the party. The visitors are chatting with each other, while drinking a cup of blood. Dustine open his mind link with Dawn so that they can talk even though they’re meters away.

The news was on, showing a local business update. There was Derrick, sharp in his suit, standing next to an older man with silver hair at some corporate event. The caption read, [Shaw Group's Chairman, with his son Derrick, stepping into the limelight for the first time...] On the screen, Derrick's once ravaged face had healed significantly after treatment. A layer of foundation made him look almost presentable as he offered a smile to the camera. Next to him was a young woman, her attire impeccable, her demeanor refined. The host introduced her as the heiress of a partner corporation.

He asked sarcastically, "But what does that have to do with me? Also, you said something about Wearson Valley and Light Armor. What do these things have to do with me?" The Black Bishop seemed shocked and responded, "You knew about Light Valley, and you have the Light Gloves. The Light Armor has finally appeared. Shouldn't you be happy about that? The Light Armor is from the middle dimension, after all. It's an armor created by the power of the universe's law from the middle dimension. It's almost impervious to all damage from the lower dimension. If you have the Light Armor, that's akin to gaining invincibility. No one can defeat you."

Blood evaporated into the sky and dyed the clouds red. Ding Hao sat beside the female Martial Demigod and took out the golden sun armor from his storage space. He wanted to study carefully the mysteries of this armor.

Few days later, several bases sent their most elite warriors to C City, and the Governess mobilized them quickly. She sent three powerful groups to the city where they last saw the monarch, fully prepared and ready for a large scale fight. Farrah and Dior continued their 'vacation' in light-hearted manner. Because they're under the sun too often, both of them had tanned considerably. It covered Dior's natural paleness and turned him into his old tanned self.

Warmonger Chassis Type 13 [A] - Primal Machinations “Planetcracker” Omniresonant Greathammer [S] - Primal Machinations “Primdahl” Round Shield [A] - Mechanica Dharma “Retribution” Mass Driver Pistol [A] — Each of them were installed with the hyperionization submodules that Raijin had put together, which helped protect their armor and shields from Imperial disintegrators. And so they easily raised their shields in front of them, and happily shrugged off any incoming fire from the ships they charged towards.

Iris said, and Roger nodded. “Now, Arman, Dominic, Stavros… I need to have a balance of all the armed forces available… We need to know the headcount and level of training. Teams and designated commanders for each group,” I said, and they nodded. “Just so you know, in my realm we have worked on a special armour…” Dominic surprised me, “It is light and quite effective, but it is bulletproof, leaving very few vulnerable spots for our guys to get hit with a bullet… in this case, the serum,” he informed me, and I smirked.

The armor that these Knights wore gave out a distinct luster while their silken scarves and capes looked brand new, but stranger still they all seemed to be laughing and cheering, it was the Dwyle clan again, celebrating the fact that there was still some war left to fight in. “Damned bastards” Lurti scowls as he spits on their direction. I could see the Legionnaire Cohorts the 23rd, the 35th and the 29th also getting into formation while the Spearman Cohort 19th and the 78th also move in for the march. In the back were the Musket Gunner Cohort the 60th all, hurriedly strapping their muskets to their backs. I get in formation with the rest as Trosdig starts banging his shield with his sword,