Kratos Black Bear Armor Novels & Stories

he inquired angrily, his dark brown eyes shifting to a vibrant ice blue. “Price of the job.” I shrugged as he towered over me his broad muscled frame reminded me of a bear, he intimidated me, but I refused to show it, he was bald with raven tattoos covered his neck and head, and small fangs which lengthened when he was in a Berserker rage poked out of his mouth slightly. He wore his usual attire black leather pants, and a bear fur was draped over his shoulders its head rested on top of his bad one, he had a tattoo of a bear had that covered this one of his pecks and a series of lines and symbols travelled from the bears head to his shoulder and down his arm. “I told you to be careful.” He wh

Kael blocked the claws by his blade, but the force pushed him back, his boots sliding on the snowy ground. The light revealed the figure as a bear, its enormous muscular body having black taints, open wounds, and dark blood dripping down. A corrupted beast. The bear roared as it continued to push Kael back. He gritted his teeth as he fought to root his feet firmly on the ground. Having only one arm, he had not much strength compared to the bulky, muscular bear. It was until then a sword plunged through the bear’s neck that Kael had forced himself to jump back and let the boar stumble forward. The sword came from Lucas. He pulled it out and reeled backward to avoid any contact with its blood.

Naraka Pati was confused. "You think the members of the Bhayangkara army are that weak? A fire like that can't kill me. Why? It's because my body is covered in panther armor that has the hardness of a black diamond. Plus, even your dirty fire rope moves are too easy to cut." Black Tiger stood with his chest puffed out. He stared intently at Naraka Pati. "Then I'll use another dirty trick!" Naraka Pati instantly transformed himself into a fire man.

My mind was so much bent on figuring this out that I didn't realise I was the only one left in that crate area that lead to the reserve. Scratch the panther's skin, scratch the panther's skin. Scratch the panther's skin and it will reveal its true self to you. Scratch the...panther?...panther?..black...scratch...to reveal..blac... And it dawned on me. I felt the black surface of the crate's bottom. It felt like plywood. I clinched my palm into a fist and pounded twice on it. It gave way to reveal an AWM and DP-28 with 8× scope and 6× scope respectively with two energy can drinks.

He was met by his kind smile as Kaylus watched him attentively. "I was watching you." Kaylus looked at him, his eyebrows scrunched on his forehead. "But how? There's no one here though?," he murmured, his eyebrows furrowing further. "Oh! But I did felt some strange tingle on my nape, sire. Like—, like someone was watching me..." His Master chuckled as he clapped his hand once. An object materialized on his right palm. He held it close enough for Kaylus to see. It was a handheld mirror, with gold coating on it's handle and rim.

Spiked Cestus [B] x2 Ragnarok Armaments Heavy Repeater SM [B] — Mad Monk’s Charlatan had a sleek frame, but was heavily armored. Similar to Kali’s Rakshasa, his arms had an extra layer of armor. On top of that, his arms terminated in thick and wide spikes that were clearly designed to severely dent armor rather than penetrate it.

I roared, slamming my claws into my own chest. “Knight! Stop..you’re hurting yourself!” Tracy screamed. But I ignored her, my claws dug deep until they burned, my body shaking with pain. My vision blurred, but I pushed harder, past flesh, past bone, until I felt my Lupin soul, the very heart of my wolf and beast. It pulsed in my hand, a small sphere of black and gold light, glowing like a dying star. As I piled it out my chest felt hollow, my strength draining fast, but I didn’t hesitate.

Of course, it's a secret medicine, concocted with rare ingredients known only to me and the mad scientist Black Lotus. I also helped prepare by changing my clothes for bulletproof armor and making myself immune to wolf bane. My head is attached to a bulletproof helmet, and I have boots that can adjust the movement during the fight. Before leaving, I took the time to drink a liquid formula for strengthening stamina and vision. Outside the cave were ready cars, along with my members, who stood beside the body of the car. They all looked down, then entered the car at the same time. Meanwhile, I got into the Jeep with Franz and one of the other drivers.

Ezra is not afraid because the other's goal is himself, but he also secretly thanks God because protecting Selena is simple as long as he could know the other's purpose. "Okay" Two black wolves with similar black fur, the most pronounced difference are their eyes. A pair of cold blue eyes clashed with a couple of fiery yellow eyes. A ferocious growl, sharp teeth. Their breaths were hot, and their heroic aura could not be underestimated. Ezra flew towards his opponent extremely fast, his sharp claws like blades attacking head-on. The mystic was someone who had also practiced sternly for years, so avoiding him was easy. He quickly switched from a passive position to an active attack.

Their eyes glimmered with a malefic light, revealing their true nature as they prepared to unleash chaos upon the unsuspecting nation. The Black Wolves bore a distinct mark of their predatory nature. Etched upon their bodies, each member possessed a sinuous tattoo, resembling a coiled serpent with piercing crimson eyes. The mark adorned their bare arms, a visible symbol of their allegiance to the pack and their dedication to the impending destruction they sought.