Legendary Armament Canon Novels & Stories

Ren replied, not looking back. He walked with purpose, the heavy M-99 Archangel sniper rifle resting at the low ready. To his right, Leo (Tank) marched with earth-shaking, rhythmic thuds, the matte-black Juggernaut armor rendering him a walking monolith. He carried the heavy machine gun, its belt loaded with Kara's experimental blue-tipped EMP rounds.

Their metal sides were reinforced with thick plates, and mounted on top of each one was a massive rotating weapon. Not crossbows. Cannons. Long silver barrels gleaming under the harsh lights. My breath left my lungs. “What… is that?” Darius stared in horror. “Silver artillery.” The wolves backed away instinctively. Even the Alphas hesitated. The hunter leader gestured toward the massive machines proudly. “You destroyed the first wave.” His eyes returned to me. “But these…” He tapped the side of one of the cannons. “…are for ending wars.” Adrian’s wolf growled so deeply the ground seemed to vibrate beneath him.