Jedi Sentinel Novels & Stories

I looked at the dark city, then at the glowing white fire in my hand. "We’re going to find the person who started the program," I said. "And we’re going to show them what happens when the 'subjects' stop playing the game." But as we prepared to jump from the ledge, a loud siren began to wail. From the shadows of the nearby skyscrapers, hundreds of flying machines—drones shaped like silver wolves—rose into the air. Their eyes were glowing red sensors, and their metal jaws were dripping with electric blue energy. "The Sentinels," Silas hissed. "They aren't just myths either."

Silver trees rose like pillars, and the ground shimmered with faint runes that pulsed in time with her heartbeat. The Theras sentinels appeared almost instantly, their masks gleaming, their spears crossed. The same stag-helmed figure who had greeted them once before stepped forward. “You return unbidden,” it said, voice cold and echoing. “After unleashing the thing our forebears buried.” Jayden dismounted slowly. “We didn’t unleash it. We’re trying to stop it.” The sentinel tilted its head. “And yet it walks in your shadow.” Its gaze turned to Aelin, and for the first time, she saw hesitation behind that mask. “The child bears its mark.”

Its thick skin gleamed like obsidian, and it was easily three times the size of the others. Darius stepped next to me and sadly said, "We're outmatched." Even he seemed unsure, yet his power sparked at his fingers. It's a Sentinel, that creature. To destroy it, we'll need more than just force. Killian snarled and moved up on my opposite side, saying, "We don't have time for one of your complex strategies." We struck it quickly and forcefully. Don't overthink things. "And kill ourselves?" Darius yelled. "Amazing plan, as usual."

Gideon asked softly. "Fully manned and fortified," I assured him, leaning my shoulder against his arm. "Lord Caelen and Commander Mira executed Code White perfectly. The puppet thought its commands were being followed down to the last ledger, but not a single sentinel abandoned their post." Gideon let out a long, heavy breath, a cloud of white steam rising into the cold air. He turned his head to look down at me, his golden amber eyes filled with a mixture of intense gratitude and quiet, lingering remorse.

Millions of glowing numbers and symbols swirled within the light, constantly shifting, constantly judging. ENTRY DENIED. REASON: UNACCOUNTED VARIABLES DETECTED. "That's us," Elara whispered, standing up. "We’re the variables." A group of riders appeared on top of the water, galloping toward us from the direction of the Library. They weren't men; they were Sentinels of Fact, armored figures made of living silver, carrying spears that hummed with a high-pitched frequency. "They’re going to ram us!" I shouted, bracing myself.

Jin commented while examining the bullet that he caught before it reached him. Mrs. Asterbelle stayed behind us; she couldn't shift with her wolf, who was uncooperative because of Brian's death. Nero and Zen dashed through the shadows, making their presence almost gone from our vicinity. They were too quick to be seen by the naked eye. I could only barely follow their tracks because of my heightened senses. "Tell Joseph to watch out for ambush. He might be Jin's first target, since he's our only healer in the squad," Jerome mind-linked with me, which I urgently followed.

“What does that mean?” “Traps,” Bastion said quietly. “Wards. Layers of old mechanisms meant to deter even the most skilled infiltrators.” “And only someone of her lineage can bypass them,” the sentinel added. I felt Kael’s gaze on me, steady and grounding. “This is your decision. Not theirs.” The sentinel watched him carefully before turning their attention fully back to me. “He is right.” The ruins around us fell strangely still. Not cold, not tense — simply waiting. “What do you want me to do?” I asked.

Hundreds of internal bulkheads slid open, unleashing a swarm of 'Sentinel-Primes'—eight-foot-tall, multi-limbed combat droids armed with thermal-slicers and molecular disruptors. In a wide-open battlefield, the Sentinels were a nightmare. But in the tight, enclosed corridors of a starship, dropping three hundred armored wolves among them was a bloodbath. A Sentinel lunged at Caleb, its thermal-blades aiming to bisect him. Caleb didn't even raise his hands. He simply lowered his shoulder and charged. The 'Sovereign Strike' boosters in his boots fired at maximum capacity. He tackled the machine with the force of a runaway train, driving it straight through three consecutive steel walls before

It was not just Gaius. The other Sentinels also used their ultimate skills. Wormtail resummoned the powerful rat head that tried to bite Andrius, making him feel immense oppression. Another Sentinel sat cross-legged in the air and started to control the energy of a seven-colored sword, attacking Andrius without stopping. Then, another Sentinel held a large sword, his powerful swings possessing an overwhelming killing intent. In such a situation, although Andrius was at the late Heavenly Immortal stage, he was still outmatched.

She looked small, a scrap of a girl in a stained medic’s jacket, standing amidst the ruins of the most advanced security system in Eldergloom. "The girl speaks of souls while her hands are covered in the grease of a sewer," the Sentinel replied, his voice a mechanical drone that lacked any human cadence. He stood seven feet tall, his armor a polished, seamless silver that reflected the swirling sapphire twilight above. He stepped over the smoldering remains of his comrade, his heavy boots making a hollow, terrifying sound on the polished stone. "You have opened a door that only leads to your grave. Did you think a hammer could stop the Queen’s design?"