Kratos Black Bear Armor Novels & Stories

He didn’t mind sharing his knowledge. “Do is a breastplate, that is, the cover of the abdomen and breasts, usually it is bamboo or plastic construction. Kote are gloves, that are the covers for hands, joints and parts of the forearm.” He paused for a moment. Nick walked towards them, but somebody stopped him in the middle. “They are made of thick, densely quilted multi-layer fabric, with seagrass lining and the whole thing is reinforced with leather elements. The last part of the armor is tare, an apron, hip protection and is made of multi-layer, densely quilted fabric.”

Bella said proudly. “And I did the knife work,” Kael added, brushing a thumb over the carved moon. “To remind you—you’re never alone out there. The pack always watches.” Next came Phoenix and Lucian, carrying a large black box between them. Alex raised a brow. “What’s this?” “Open it,” Phoenix grinned. Inside was a full sparring set made of reinforced lightweight armor: chest guard, arm guards, and shin guards all personalized with Alex’s name and colors—dark grey and royal blue.

he said and handed me a file. “Okay. Track down Diamond next.” I said as I went through the file. “Boss, your weapons and armor are ready. Black painted Desert Eagles with black bullets. Black spandex and mask made from mithril ore. Your sword were also infused with adamantium and mithril ore making it extremely durable even against M60 machine guns. We have carefully collected 10 black roses. Everything is ready for your departure.” Starlet said. He acts my right hand man and he commands respect in the KWE organization.

he said this while touching his 5ft tall red Katana. "Stay alert we are now in Black Rhino territory, Black Rhinos might only be gold rank but they travel in crashes of hundreds and their skin is so hard that it's almost impossible to cut. Their only weak spot is their assholes haha, and taking on hundreds of gold rank energy beasts with nothing but my trusty sword is a challenge even for- speak of the devil," a few miles in front there was a large shadow covering a large swath of land, it was a crash of Black Rhinos.

After he had received the instructions, the man drifted from the wall and moved to plain sight. Ibekwe's heartbeat increased as he saw the white and black paint in different parts of the man's eyes as he came closer to him. The white paint was in his right eye. The black paint was in his left eye. He was dressed in Osisiakalaka's attire and he was chanting a song that Ibekwe had only heard from the mouth of Osisiakalaka. The man that looked like Osisiakalaka ran quickly and stopped. Fear gripped Ibekwe. What will happen now? Why did he stop? Again, the man drove his painted eyes, moving from the desperation that hung on Ibekwe's head to the burden of being disturbed by his own mind that hung

While my Aura screamed and reeked of nothing short of death, pain, and havoc, The black leather coat and plain black sleek turtleneck shirt that hugged my biceps and abs perfectly, exposing my huge, imposing burly build, and the plain combat black pants that housed a lot of obsidian daggers, shark and zombie heart-shuddering and skin wrenching knives, which gave the perfect mirror reflection of my intentions and the purpose of my uncensored visit, dangerously paired with plain glittering black leather boots that shimmered with the reflection of the neon lights that cascaded a dangerous, lethal shadow on my feature, not to mention the boot knives that stuck out from either side of my boots, g

His commanding presence made Cara instinctively take a step back. Alpha Gerano stood in the center of the hall, dressed in clothes that exuded the aura of royalty. His long cloak, made from solid black panther fur, had golden stitching along the edges, draping elegantly over his broad shoulders, making him look even more imposing. Underneath, he wore a black leather tunic, intricately embroidered with wolf fang patterns, the symbol of supreme power in the Dark Eclipse pack. The tight sleeves revealed his well-toned muscles, showing that even as Alpha, he continued to train like a true warrior. His belt, made from animal hide, was fastened with a metal buckle engraved with the image of a snar

I whisper, looking at Khal but this king remains stone-faced. Just as I start to think it can’t get any worse, the ground begins to quake harder. And this time, something even more terrifying steps forward—a wolf like no other. It is humungous, towering over the others at eight feet, with fur blacker than the deepest void. Its eyes burn with a malevolent intelligence that chills me to my core. Its fangs are so long they nearly touch the ground. The growl it lets out is an angry thunder and my legs begin to move on their own, stumbling backward to escape. If no one is going to save me, I’ll have to save myself!

It was easy to gauge their strengths by looking at them, the smaller of the brown bears was the quick one, the black bear was the one with skills as he swung his weapon and the largest one was the brute force I had to look out for. The small brown bear held two swords, the black bear a morning star, the heavy ball and spikes intimidating, and the gigantic bear that had me swallowing the dry sandpaper feeling of my saliva held an axe. I had faced bear shifters before, in battle, but never without the use of my wolf form. ‘Goddess I hope you are right.’ I groaned internally to Conri.

he gritted his teeth. Drake sighed. “No, let me deal with those punks!” he hissed. “I’m the one they needed, and I want to face those idiots and kill them barely with my hands.” He gritted his teeth and looked at rouges. “Oh, well, well, well. . .” A rouge in a black cloak appeared and said,” . . . how are you alpha? Why are you rushing back to your royal house?” Drake’s fists crumpled. “Don’t talk and let me kill you, punk!” he growled.