روايات وقصص ضمن Manipulador

Those aren’t Kronos’s… it’s Rumelia’s— BAM! I managed to block a right-hook punch from that lump of metal with my left elbow, but it’s more or less capable enough to push me backwards because of the slippery snow. Now it stood up, I’m quite surprised that it’s actually twice my size. “Phew… Hmm?” The metal marionette in front of me extended his right hand towards it’s right. On its right palm, it seems there’s a thread of wire attached to it, seems like it’s connected to…

Arnold rushed to the basement quickly and walked right up to the Haulster ( It was a multipurpose mobile vehicle that was capable of lifting heavy loads. He had designed it specifically to be used in his factories.) He tapped several icons and options on his Digi-watch. This connected it to the vehicle. Now he could control it remotely. In the destination, he typed, ‘ Front Yard’. The haulster began moving forward. The wall slid open the moment the vehicle reached closer. It slid back to its place as soon as the vehicle had passed through.

“I’ll help you with nothing.” “Oh, you will.” His smile sharpened. “Because you’re smart enough to understand that cooperation keeps you alive longer.” He moved to a sleek metal table and lifted a small device, no bigger than a coin. “A micro-adapter,” he announced with theatrical pride. “My version is… suboptimal. Faulty. But your human mind can perfect it. Make it stable. Useful.” Ruby forced calm into her voice. “Useful for what?” Silas’s eyes glinted with excitement.

She nods, “Well, we’re about to make his day significantly worse.” Dim brings out the device, laying it out on the table so everyone can see. It’s a small device, maybe six and a half inches total in length, and it looks a bit like a very angular metal octopus. It has It has eight legs, each about four inches long, that curl in spirals like corkscrews but much thicker. In the centre underneath is a ring of ‘teeth’ that look incredibly sharp. The head of the thing has a singular button on it that turns it on.

Luca stepped into a puddle of his own sweat,breathing hard and body sore as he walked back to the machine he had been using since the moment he stepped into Damian's gym, It stood tall, almost 7 feet with a cylindrical body divided into three sections and long poll like arm that extended almost a meter sprouting out from each side of the three sections, each hand moved individually and could move in synchronization with other arms making it's attack pattern unpredictable. The goal was to last as long as possible, dodging attacks while also attacking it's body that was made up of hard cushion foam.

Minus Viper’s lips formed a slight smile, but his eyes burned with anger. “I have to apologize. Clearly, I didn’t quite make the impression on you gentlemen that I had intended.” “Now, don’t be too sure about that,” I said. “If your intention was to show us that you’re a psychopath that mutilates his own people due to his own personal fuckups, then let me assure you, message received. Wouldn’t you say, Clutch?”

he finished with a wink. A low growl came from Eli. "I didn't mean to offend you, Alpha Eli," Zach said with a smile. "Yes, there has been no harm done, Alpha Eli. Please contain your wolf. My son was simply just answering your Lunas questions. "I apologize. Please excuse me, I need to use the restroom." Eli stood. "Oh, but dessert is coming!" Luna Marigold said. "Let the poor man go take a piss, dear. He will be back."

Elder Nystra said, "please demonstrate the compound property manipulation you achieved yesterday—simultaneous adjustment of thermal and structural essence." Of course. Why demonstrate what was planned when we can risk instability by pressing for advanced techniques? Elaric maintained his composed expression while mentally calculating risks and advantages. The compound manipulation was Xalara's most impressive achievement thus far, though they'd agreed to reserve it for future demonstration once she had fully stabilized the technique.

Master Ye, seated cross-legged on the floor, observed with a serene smile, occasionally nodding as the subtle improvements unfolded. Arla-Rosa had prepared small tools for the day. Soft rubber balls, weighted cloths, and delicate tactile objects to stimulate both sensory feedback and fine motor control. Each item had a precise purpose, building strength, neural redundancy, and confidence in movement. She guided Amelia’s hand to touch each object, pausing as the young lady’s fingers closed slowly, fully aware, fully choosing.

"Bit of a tough guy now, are we?" "Oh, you have no idea." He says with that deep voice of his. "Well, I'm a tough girl myself." "No, you're a serial killer, you murder people for money." "The word is bounty hunter but if you wanna put it that way, yeah" I laugh. That's when we reach a big double door with a neatly dressed man in a suit standing in front of it. Making out from his nametag, his name is Ricardo. "Oh hi, Ric," I say as the hot guy removes my handcuffs which were making my wrists really uncomfortable by the way.