How To Use Scholars Armament Novels & Stories

The sea limbs stab into the wooden wall making their way up to the roof. Tegan looks for a moment watching her as a predator does with their prayer. The black ink that coats his right arm and some of the right side of his armor torso starts to boil like acid. He narrow's his eyes at the tendril on the ground and stabs it with his sword, sticking it in the ground. With his left hand, he plunges his gauntlet into the right arm or shoulder. The points of his finger link making a dent but then revealing through the shoulder itself making a screech on metal sound. He tears through the right side of his armor ripping it off and throwing it to the ground. Now his right side is bare, and the tarnish

“Recall all the supplies of our turbo parts to their team.” Alice’s eyes widened in shock. “But sir, that’s the Reed’s Em-“ “I don’t fucking care!” He snapped, his eyes blazing with a mix of anger and possessiveness. “We won’t supply parts to their team, and that’s final!” Alice nodded, before turning around and walked out of the room. Christian, however, his lips curled into a sneer as he leaned back against his chair. In his mind— he couldn’t wait to see Victoria crawled back, watching her beg desperately.

The Armory was unlike anything Avery had ever seen. The chamber stretched wide and endless, its walls lined with racks of obsidian-forged weapons—scythes, glaives, blades with edges so sharp they shimmered like glass. The ceiling was lost in shadow, but faint lights pulsed like dying stars above, giving the room a cavernous, oppressive weight.

"I'm okay with that. Can we start now?" "Sure. I'll teach you how to block attacks from rivals. Most people usually use a shield to do that but it feels quite heavy and I always prefer to fight with a sword and a spear. I usually put my spear behind me and hold my sword in my hand. I use the spear if I ever get to lose my sword in a fight. Can't afford to be disarmed that easily. Don't worry about all of that, with time, you'll learn what you'd love to use, okay?" "Okay."

It felt impossibly light, no thicker than a shoelace, yet she knew its true nature. Commander Thorne had first presented the armory's options when she took a tour of the pack house earlier on—swords, knives, and even a compact kinetic pistol, even though she wondered why creatures such as wolves would have such need for such weapon since they are not easily felled by such weapons. She had dismissed the cord as a trinket,a fancy piece of rope for a training dummy. But Thorne? He wasn't fazed. He’d simply dropped the end of the filament onto a steel table, then pressed a small stud on his gauntlet.

Charlie could break the alloy hammer with just one finger! Zekeiah was utterly terrified. In order to minimize the risk of exposing their identities, the scholars were not allowed to practice martial arts from childhood. Their mission was to continuously study so that they could get into any top university in the world. This way, they could easily sneak into any family. Even the Acker family couldn't detect their abnormality at all. In other words, Zekeiah was nothing but a weak and useless man. Without a weapon, he could only surrender to Charlie.

he reassured her, "I'm completely fine I'm just curious about this strange weapon I've created." He took a few steps back and strengthen his grip around the polearm. His curiosity overwhelmed his fear, and he channeled his mana directly into the Harpy energy core. He felt the profound connection once again; the scythe felt like an extension of his body, like the Scythe was teaching him how to use it.

That was a task the general had assigned to himself. The cadets had no cyborgs of their own, the loyal Borges having been employed elsewhere, which meant that shoulder launched missiles (SLAMs) would have to do. Designed for use against Midvalian cyborgs, the SLAMs were the only effective weapons the cadets could use on Sentient armor. Morgan forced confidence into her voice. "Alpha One to Three... Hold them as long as you can and fall back. Four will cover your withdrawal. Over". Riob clicked the hand-held mike two types by way of a reply. Morgan looked at Rycker. He grinned. "You're doing good, ma'am. Keep it up".

Most fire escape's drop down into the alley's between the building's, giving the archer's a unique area of coverage, it will mean their area of coverage will be smaller, but they may be able to catch some people by surprise. Paula and I head to the armory ahead of the crowd on Annie's request. Once we are stationed there, she start's sending people to us a few at a time, we arm them in the weapons of their choice. Throwing knifes, hand guns, military style semi automatic weapons.

Archmaster introduced their weapons to them. On the other side of the stage, Nicanor is seriously looking at a gun that looks like a shot gun. He waved it and pointed it out to the audience. The students watching us were frightened but he did not continue to touch the trigger. As Lotus just stared intently at his knife. It is a dagger with engraved fish scales. The last I noticed was Niklais wearing a black thing on both his arms. They are like iron cannons with a gaping dragon in front of them.