Romans & histoires Jedi Temple Guards

Before long, Zephyr found himself before a great pagoda. The pagoda was bigger than the Khan hills, it was the greatest structure within the Khan. There were not many defenses around, only three armored guards stood guard at the base. These three men were each Strengths of level seven, each powerful in their own way. They stood guard whilst watching over Lincoln’s quarters, patrolling about with prideful glee. Zephyr knew these three.

From the darkness, shapes began to form—shadow hounds and cloaked figures with red eyes that glowed with evil. Jax's fire roared to life as he stepped forward, and somehow, he was smirking when the odds were clearly stacked against him. "Well, this just got interesting," he said. Kade grinned, his sword gleaming. “About time.” Selene stepped back, her voice steadied but urgent. "Guard the sanctuary with your life. If they are let in, all is lost." Alec's pulse raced as the first wave of attackers charged, casting a quick glance toward the temple. "Luna, whatever's going on in there, please hurry."

Dawn and Jared were the only ones who had not come to the Fortress through Alex. Still, he played a great role in helping them utilize their abilities. After a long night of telling various stories about their different lives, they decided it was time to draw the curtain. Wong, Santiago, Jared and Jamie were to stay up and guard while the ladies slept. They were assigned to different posts, different corners to guard and be on the look out for any creature that could pose as a threat. In a bid to keep the connection with the forest, Jared meditated while on his post. He had never felt so good meditating.

Jamie continued. I don't know why but I got goosebumps. I had a hunch that whatever he was about to say would only make life more difficult for me. Thorn's gaze met mine for a split second but he looked away as quickly as possible. Eve struggled and yearned for him, so did I. Watching him stand there only made my desire for him grow. “I have decided, after careful deliberation with my council members, that you are no longer Luna Genevieve's bodyguard. You have been assigned to guard the temple ruins instead.” Jamie said and my heart almost leaped out of my chest.

That is truly weak and disgusting, let us see how many of them would make it back till all the Aubes are finished off," I answered. I then took some steps back and sat on a seat that Bryan brought for me. He stood at my back with Tomo and the six Jeagers that stood around me protecting me. The six Jeagers were called the masks Jeagers and their jobs where to surround and immediately protect the Queen or King from danger. They are trained with special transportation Tadara and can move to any location as far as they are summoned by the ruler. "You really do not intend joining this battle," Tomo observed.

Dawson clung to their own fragile sense of peace, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing beyond their walls. Four contracted guards lingered outside the mansion's front entrance, their postures slackened from a night spent on high alert. The sleek copper armor they wore shimmered faintly in the dim light of dawn, the matte finish edged with a gleaming gold trim that denoted their allegiance to the prestigious Baki Guard Distribution Corporation. Their identities were masked by the detachable helmets and featureless black visors, an intentional barrier between their duty and personal lives. The tension in the air was palpable, though none of the guards dared voice it. The faint creak of a di

Amara asked. She has many names. Her spies are everywhere. The third child of the promise is— Pain shot through me, breaking the link. I gasped, water filling my lungs as something yanked me back to my physical body. I thrashed in the silver liquid, fighting to the top. When I broke through, chaos met me. The temple was under attack. Black-clothed figures moved through the halls, cutting down the temple guards with ease. Their blades glowed with unnatural green light – Souleaters, tools that could kill even a Starborn permanently.

Men in padded aprons and leather masks fussed around them, checking lines, adjusting hooks and pulleys that would let them tip their deadly contents over walls or into courtyards. Aria’s stomach flipped. One spill. One misstep. One panicked priest— Everything they’d fought for could end in a single, screaming instant. “Try not to let any of that touch you,” Talia said quietly. “I can’t stitch ‘melting’ back together.” “Noted,” Aria said, throat dry. They moved along the garden’s edge, skirts of shadow clinging to hedges and statuary. At the base of the main palace steps, a heavy knot of guards stood ready—elite units, armor dark and well‑kept, shields locked in a half‑circle. Behind them, ju

Sensing the shift in dynamics, he gestures silently to the other guards, a signal for them to intervene and remove Jay's rival from the scene. The guards, responding to the cue, move swiftly and purposefully, stepping in to separate the two adversaries. They carefully escort the injured rival away, their actions guided by a sense of duty and the need to restore order in the increasingly volatile environment. Jay's confusion lingers, the abrupt cessation of the confrontation leaving him grappling with a whirlwind of emotions. The guard's response, the avoidance of eye contact, and the subsequent intervention of his colleagues contribute to a growing sense of bewilderment, deepening the enigma

Which meant they had far more men than the each of the empires. “Move” Mane instructed when he saw an opening. *********************************** “I can’t believe we are only on door duty. We should be out there fighting with the others” “I know. If only some above-mortal realmers had been tasked with our duty instead” The throne room was guarded by two profound level wielders. The two guards weren’t happy about their current circumstance. They were profound wielders, and felt that they should be on the battlefield to show their worth. In their books, Zandor didn’t have any wielders above the mortal realm, so two above-mortal level wielders should have been enough to protect whatever was in