Lightcannon #arcane Novels & Stories

“I’ll deal with you one by one!” Leonardo smirked, unfazed. “Classic mistake, underestimating teamwork.” As Zianara prepared to strike, Elona’s voice rang out, laced with magic. “Luminis Ardentia!” Her daggers erupted in silver flames, cutting through the black fire like a knife through butter. She lunged at Zianara, forcing the witch to stumble back. Behind Elona, Alaric wielded his silver blade, the weapon gleaming as he parried a new onslaught of tendrils. Leonardo, meanwhile, raised a small vial containing glowing light.

The light caught the sharp angles of her jaw and cast long, dancing shadows across her features. Below her, in the pitch black belly of the canyon, the elite warriors of the Blackwood Legion moved like ghosts. There was no clinking of armor, no shouted commands and no heavy thud of combat boots. They operated with an absolute terrifying silence born of lifetimes spent hunting in the deep woods. They were setting up the iron-mesh heavy nets, massive barbed webs woven from high tensile alloy designed to snag heavy machinery, stretching them taut across the narrow pass. "The final supply convoy from the south is approaching the outer marker," Anna said. Her voice was a precise measured whisper,

Vane said, while he stepped back and held a long fuse cord in his hand. "Do it now, and make sure you don't miss, because I want to see that girl burn for what she’s done to my army," I shouted, and I leaned forward in my saddle to watch the show while Garrow turned his head away because he couldn't stand to see his brothers-in-arms get vaporized. There was a deafening roar as the cannon fired, and a blinding beam of golden light shot across the battlefield like a fallen star, cutting through the darkness and heading straight for the spot where the Huntress was standing.

Faster. ​For a moment we circled each other. Lightning against darkness. Then Cassian smirked. “Let’s make this interesting.” ​Lightning exploded outward from his body. The arena flashed white. My shadows were pushed back violently. I stumbled. Cassian moved fast—too fast. He appeared in front of me, lightning crackling in his palm. “Game over.” ​Before he could strike—a beam of golden light slammed into the arena. Cassian jumped backward instinctively. The entire courtyard fell silent.

I screamed and ran toward him. Lucas placed his golden hand over his chest. Beneath his transparent, glass-like skin, I could see a tiny sphere of electricity, glowing brighter every second. “Sophia,” Lucas spoke, his voice now filled with a mechanical gravity. “Before his last breath, Arian injected a ‘Lightning Virus’ into my energy core. It’s not just a bomb—it’s a miniature black hole. When it explodes in 12 hours, not only I, but this entire galaxy will be swallowed into it.”

Raised to defend Born to be free Night is day Day is night It's time to shine

But it was the light that blinded me. A searing, lunar white was erupting from her palm, a pillar of radiance so pure it felt like a physical weight against my eyes. Opposite her, the nightmare had ended in the most grotesque way. Laura lay slumped against the far wall, the obsidian fur of the Arcanum melting away, receding back into pale, shivering skin. But there, etched into the center of Laura's forehead, was a matching mark a silver crescent that pulsed with a dying, rhythmic glow, synchronized perfectly with the light in Lyra’s hand. The Lycanis Arcanum, the god of the hunt, hadn't just stopped. It had chosen. It had bowed.

While retreating, Cassian muttered the incantation, "Let the might of lightning gather. Let the heavens quake and the earth be torn asunder. Let all the wicked and the vile be turned to dust in but an instant. By the power of Mother Earth, I summon a reckoning!" All at once, Phantom sensed danger. He was about to stop when he saw something in Cassian's hand. "That's… a Madiora enchantment?" Phantom's expression stiffened. He watched as the Madiora enchantment burst into flames before turning into a bolt of lightning. "Damn it!" He immediately tried to step back, but it was too late. The bolt of lightning descended from the sky and struck him. Blood sprayed in every direction as one of his ar

Because she is out there. Waiting. Plotting. And whatever she's planning, it’s not going to be pretty. But tonight? Tonight, the Arcane-Oracle Pack is whole. We have two new heirs. We’ve made history. And I swear to whatever gods are listening, I will burn the fucking world down before I let anyone take that away from us. Not even me. Let the beast come. I’m ready. *** Zane Wynter One year.

Gideon was taken aback. So, The Light Council and Tylland had energy cannons. It seemed like they had dealings with the Spirale Clan. Orabella was overjoyed. "Don't get too excited. These are just energy cannons. They're nothing to me. If it were a Particle Cannon, then maybe I'd actually take it seriously."