Erza Costumes Novels & Stories

Ares, who at that time had just returned from a war in the West, admitted that they was tired and no longer wanted to deal with greedy humans. As a result, Ares begged Arlcia so that the goddess would take his place. Cia complied, and he descended to Earth in a battle suit. The armor uses a material that is very light, but still safe if hit by a sword. Cia added a robe to support her appearance, a rose gold robe that was so cute.

My blood runs hot for the first time in months. “What about me?” Eliora stands up from the couch. She pushes her face right into the camera lens. “What do I get to wear?” Zaria smiles. It is a dangerous, sharp expression. “You are the Shadow Envoy. You get the Shadow of the Moonwolf cloak. You will look like a ghost moving through the dark. Total terror. Total beauty.” Leif steps up behind me. He leans into the camera frame and flashes his teeth. “Zaria, darling,” Leif says. His voice is smooth, like oil. “You have a massive festival and you do not invite your favourite award winning actor? I am hurt. I should be your chief ceremonial guardian.”

Rain, on the other hand, was dressed as a mysterious and elusive rain spirit, his costume a shimmering array of blues and greens, with water droplets embroidered on his sleeves and a crown of mist on his head. Ryker watched with a grin, his eyes shining with amusement. He was dressed as a powerful and majestic king of the forest, his costume a stunning combination of greens and browns, with leaves embroidered on his cloak and a crown of antlers on his head. I, on the other hand, was dressed as a beautiful and mysterious moon goddess, my costume a shimmering array of silvers and grays, with sparkling stars crystals embroidered on my sleeves and gown with a crown of moonstones on my head.

Medias are bunch of leeches hiding in human form. They are always waiting to find a small fault and talk about it on and on for some little money and followers. Zara is dressed in a obsidian block colour ankle length dressed that is made from rich chiffon and has plain v-neckline, short regular sleeves, fitted waistline and back zipper. She has a huge catlike glasses covering half her face then rolled a blush pink veil around her shoulders with matching slippers then the small Gucci pink cross bag that stopped by her left hip. Though she wanted to dress to hide herself, she looks beautiful and eye-catching with her tall figure.

"Let us see if the outfit is just for show, or if you can actually fight in it." Eira did not back down. Her gaze hardened, and the fire of battle ignited in her green eyes. "Watch your neck, Zade," she whispered, and took an offensive stance. As we began to move, everything changed. The outfit truly functioned like a second skin. Eira was faster than ever. When she dodged my sword and spun to get behind me, her braid brushed my arm. Her scent—the cold wind and something sweet and clean—hit my nose.

Damp air rushed into the room, sharp with the scent of sea and iron, carrying an omen of something ill yet inevitable. No one spoke again. They each began to prepare in silence. ⸻ Eryx was the first to move. He shrugged off his black coat, soaked through with night dew, revealing the battle garb beneath. It was his old Second Legion uniform—faded with age, but still crisp, still disciplined. The dagger at his waist, the runic bands on his wrists, the insignia at his shoulder—all gleamed faintly under the candlelight. He checked his weapons with methodical precision, each clasp and adjustment executed like part of a ritual.

No matter how I tried to make sense of it, it just didn’t add up. Yet part of me couldn’t ignore Eira’s instincts. Something about Alina felt off. I had to find a way to speak with my parents about it before it spiraled out of control, before anything irreversible happened. The next morning, with the assistance of the royal designer, we were able to design the clothes for the whole day to wear for the Silver Lantern Festival. Lyra chose to embody one of the celestial warriors, her costume gleaming with silver accents that reflected her fierce spirit. Freya, on the other hand, opted to portray one of the Moon Goddess’s handmaidens, her gown flowing like starlit mist.

I have a blue cape that reaches my knees, and long armored white boots that cover above my knees. Val wears almost the same design as mine, but her armored color combines red, black and yellow. Her cape is red, and her armor was black and yellow. “This is our battle attire, Azrael. Stop gawking at Alice's cleavage. Tsk.” Val said while smirking, and Azrael’s face turned beet red that made us laugh. Azrael is wearing a black armor attire which has a hidden weapon he could use in case of emergency. He requested that on the bladesmith and crafter.

Erza was of a particularly small stature. Other than the tiny black wings attached to her back, and the U-shape horn that stuck out from the sides of her head, she looked just like an adorable elementary school girl, standing at about 5 foot. She wore a rosary necklace, and like the rest of the demon guards, her attire was skimpy as well; wearing only a black cross-shaped tube barely covering her undeveloped breast, her bottom consisted only a black rough rag covering her private parts with her devil tail sticking out from behind her tailbone.

"Erza said, '' You save Jea when you didn't have too. I won't say I trust you completely but I believe that you won't harm her and I will send two men with you'' Nolan said, After they conversation Erza help Leela with her daily duties over the next few days Leela and Erza became close to one other. Erza always wears a necklace with the sword was A very short. Wide and straight blade made of silver is held by a grip wrapped in common dark brown wolf leather. The fairly small pommel is decorated with precious gems, fancy decorations for a fancy sword.