Mecha Knight Novels & Stories

She ordered Méah. Méah walked towards them like a walking dead. Her eyes were black and dead and her face was blank. Keir positioned defensively with his sword while Sithah created a glowing sword of green. He couldn't recognize Méah anymore but something inside him was holding him back. But he must carry out his mission as a guardian. He just kept on telling himself that Méah was gone and that what he was facing right now was the heir of destruction, born to destroy the world.

Behind him and all around him, all the dead guard that has faced him has already being reincarnated as a Skeleton Knight, that moves together with him, clearing his every step of the way unhindered. By the moment, Alfred reached the Main Plaza, The skeleton Knight Army has already reached 60, Skeleton Knight is not your average monster, it was actually categorized as Threat Level 2 Monster as to make a Skeleton Knight, the necromancer has to combined 3 dead bodies to make one Skeleton Knight. And Naturally Skeleton Knight were the best choice in this battle as they were able to move like humans fluidly, and also, in this context, them being all Threat level 2, meaning that no Knight that wer

Everyone waited for the signal to be deployed. The Humaneater was still persistently digging underground with its claws and eventually reached the barrier that surrounded their little world. 1. 2. 3! As soon as the Humaneater did not stop after the third hit, everyone received the signal to attack and her parents piloted their mecha out with the hover ships. Those were much larger and equipped with larger and stronger weapons. Normally, mechas were only used by adventurers when they wanted to leave the hover ship to harvest gemstones. However, her parents used it now to covertly retrieve Naoko while everyone else kept the Humaneater distracted.

And to assist you, you have a special knight allotted to you. I froze. "A knight?" The first thing that came to my mind was a stoic, armored protector who stood still in the hallway and looked on. "Yes," Rowan said. It is the knight who must guard you at all times. He will be able to taste your food before you eat, drink before you drink, go with you wherever you go, and be ready to protect you against all perils. His life can be under threat, but that is what he is supposed to do. You must accept it. There is no alternative."

So did the other girl. “Max release,” Kent commanded, I slightly turned my head to see the dog, whose back I was riding a few moments ago, reassembled as a man. He was skinny, short, and looked tired. His eyes were dull, but kind. His hair was dirty red and shaggy but not in a purposeful way like Kent's. He looked quite messy. The rags Kent had ordered—loose brown pants and an even looser white blouse—didn’t help Max any. “Take her to her room. Lock her in there till we can figure something out.”

Through the haze of unconsciousness, a faint hum persisted—a rhythmic, mechanical pulse that cut through the silence. Blooby’s crystalline eyes glowed brighter, and his small, copper fingers adjusted knobs and levers with practiced precision. Steam hissed softly as his gears whirred into overdrive. “Adjusting energy output,” Blooby muttered in his monotone voice, his core crystal pulsating faintly with light. “Redirecting power to maintain movement.” The mechanical knight’s actions were deliberate, every motion calculated to keep the carriage moving. Despite the weight of his master slumped beside him, he worked tirelessly, siphoning just enough energy from his core to compensate for Lydia’s

Soheila calmed herself and rolled her eyes when she met Theodore's eyes. After a few minutes, Soheila could feel a strong power of defense in front. She could feel the Intense presence of an array. She glanced at Luna and Maximo who had their eyebrows furrowed. It seems like they could feel it as well. Soheila looked in front and saw two knights wearing black armor between a normal-looking door. The knights behind them had white armor different from the knights beside a door.

"They must be truly desperate." "Those aren't ordinary soldiers," Serena warned. "Those are hunter-knights, trained specifically to combat supernatural threats. Their weapons are blessed by the Grand Inquisitor himself. Even with the Soulstone's power, you'd be wise to avoid direct confrontation." The Shadow Knight studied the approaching force. Twenty riders, each representing the pinnacle of the Light's martial prowess. They moved with disciplined precision, scanning the terrain with the practiced efficiency of predators tracking prey.

I sent a mindlink to Bradley and the triplets, asking if it was okay I divulged some of our secrets in order to help her understand that I didn’t WANT to reject her, that I felt the NEED to reject her so she could have someone who would only think of her first. With their approval, I asked “Cailee, have you heard of the Knights League?” seeing her eyes widen with shock and recognition. “I am a Guardian Knight; I vowed to protect Ellie with my life no matter what. I can’t fully be your mate and do that at the same time,” I said sadly, hating to hear the words coming out of my mouth as if they somehow made the hurt more real.

But that wasn’t why they wanted to capture it. All of them were painted in a greyish silver, which gave them a sense of authority. It was as though they were all wearing well-used suits of medieval armor. At the head of the team was a highly-tuned, relatively powerful, and well-armored mecha. — Pilot: Mad Monk Role: Flanker Loadout: Terra Nach Mar “Charlatan” Skirmisher Frame [A] Ragnarok Armaments “Sledgefist” Spiked Cestus [B] x2