Iron Wall Haikyuu Novels & Stories

“Gator, this is Nya,” Slate, the dragon king, said as Nya followed him over to where the others were training. The fellow in question, a ginormous man, only an inch or so shorter than Slate himself, with massive, bulging muscles, was dressed all in black, a similar outfit to the one Slate always wore, except there were no red accents. Gator eyed Nya for a moment, his eyes traveling from her head to her toes and then back again. He nodded, his dark, shoulder-length hair swaying slightly with the movement of his head. “Nya?” he questioned.

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

The Iron Bastion hummed in the sky, its spikes glowing with a frustrated energy. Malak stood over the melted goal, his iron armor smoking. He looked at Elara, then at Zane, who was standing tall despite his shattered obsidian skin. He saw the "Emotional Code" wasn't a weakness; it was a Binder. It was the glue that kept them from breaking when the pressure became plastic.