Excalibur Umbra Build Novels & Stories

He said against my skin. “No.” I said defiantly as I looked down and my gaze locked with his. “No?” He growled and his golden eyes turned red. I was slowly learning more about Gavrael, his dominant side, the part of him that was in control most of the time was his wolf. His eyes only turned red when he was angry, and anytime he was disobeyed because the demon half hated to be refused. Also whenever he wanted to use powers that weren’t from the wolf, like teleporting, his eyes turned red. The human side, brown eyes, only appeared when he was calm, and I had barely seen this side since I met him. Maybe if I could reason with him when he was more human, he would listen, that was a plan for anot

She was another victim. Umbra continues without an ounce of remorse. "I used her exactly as I intended. She married Alpha Nova. She spread distrust. She widened every crack inside your family. Hatred grows beautifully when planted among blood." I finally understand. He had been moving pieces across the board long before any of us realized we were playing. Umbra never wanted kingdoms. He wanted families because broken families created broken packs. Bronze suddenly lowers himself into an attack stance. Green smoke curls around his paws.

He always stays calm when he sees the situation he was in was out of his control, he never changed since they last met. Amelia gritted her teeth swallowing a grudge as she stared at him in anticipation. But the next words that came out of his mouth almost made her strangle him. "What is the plan?" She asked. He snorted at her and asked the most stupid question in the world. "We jump!" He said fiercely, making a sharp turn to the left. The car screeched hard, bringing up a spray of snow on the ground. The car accelerates towards the forest that looks like a hill.

Caleb replied, his golden Vane runes igniting to counter the heat of the room. ​The Solar-Construct fired—a pillar of pure, concentrated noon. Elara stepped forward, her hands raised, weaving a Void-Shield that absorbed the blast. The collision of light and shadow created a shockwave that cracked the floorboards, but she didn't move. She was the anchor now, her feet rooted in the stone as she engaged the automaton in a battle of pure attrition. ​“Go!” she screamed. ​Caleb moved. He didn't run; he Blinked. Using the Eclipse Blades to fold the distance, he appeared on top of the rotating sphere. The heat was unbearable, the Sol-Ether bubbling as it sensed a predator.

A serpent coiled around a broken moon. “The Umbra Clan,” Ryn said, tossing a torn banner onto the war table. “Mercs. Expensive ones.” Kael’s jaw tightened. “Aldric hired them once. They don’t fight for free.” Elena traced the serpent with her finger. “How many?” “Two hundred,” Gareth replied grimly. “Maybe more. They’ve been moving fast. Too fast for an army that size.” Lyra looked up from the map, her face pale. “They’re using the old trade tunnels. The ones I sealed off twelve years ago.”

Out of the deep subterranean abyss rose three colossal elemental construct sentinels! The first was a Titan of Magma and Iron, a giant thirty feet tall, his body glowing with searing molten heat. The second was a serpentine Phantom of Pure Shadow and Frost, its wings chilling the air about it. The third was a soaring Wyrm of Unbound Lightning, spinning through the sky with terrifying atmospheric speed. "Marcus, hold the perimeter!" Caelum ordered coldly, his broadsword sweeping out in a horizontal arc. "Lyra, take the Frost Sentinel! Valen, cover the skies! The Magma Titan is mine!"

“A small, hidden workshop in Eastern Europe, specifically in Romania. It’s run by a master jeweler who crafts insignias and symbols for powerful factions. He’s known to have connections with rogue packs and underworld syndicates. This isn’t just a random attack, Lucifer. This was planned, coordinated. Someone wants to send a message.” Mikhail, who had been silently fuming, finally spoke up, his voice laced with frustration. “The craftsmanship, the specific engravings—it’s a statement. They’re flaunting their ability to operate in both worlds without fear of consequence. And that means they’re confident, maybe even untouchable.”

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

Emily was about to say something but I began to cough uncontrollably and the two of them forgot about their enmity and tended to me. “We have to begin now,” Camila said, worriedly. “He doesn’t have much time left.” “Okay,” Emily said, nodding in fright. “He’s going to be fine, right?” “Hopefully,” Camila replied, “but you have to know that his wolf may take over for a short period of time before the upliftment works so it will be safer for you to leave us.” “No,” Emily said stubbornly. “ I won’t.” “Listen to me,” I said to her. “My wolf is dangerous, just stay outside, please.”

"You've carried agony and languishing to our reality over excessively lengthy. It's the ideal opportunity for you to return to the shadows where you should be." The Umbra Wolf growled, rushing at me energetically. In any case, this time, I was prepared. I raised the relic, diverting all my power through it. A light emission moonlight shot forward, encompassing the Umbra Wolf. It yelled in anguish, its structure starting to break down. "This isn't finished!" it thundered. "I'm everlasting! I'm murkiness itself!" "No," I said tranquilly. "You're simply a bad dream. Also, now is the right time to awaken."