Novelas y relatos de Metal Family

"To guard it. Elena sighed. She walked to the sand pit in the center of the room—the same place she had tested Leo ten years ago. "I don't guard it," Elena said. "I contain it." She waved her hand. The sand in the pit parted, revealing a thick glass floor. Beneath the glass, deep in the earth, something was glowing. It wasn't the calm, cool blue of the Northern Core. It was green. Sickly, neon, radioactive green. And it wasn't a smooth sphere. It was jagged. A massive splinter of rock that looked like a festering wound in the earth. "The Northern Core was the engine," Elena explained. "It was pure. Clean." She pointed down. "This... this is the exhaust pipe. This is where the waste energy of

"She seems to be very agitated, refusing to say a word, refusing to eat. We also found a rare metal on her body, and that's why she was able to survive." "Metal? What kind of metal? Can metal exist in the human body?" The old man asked, confused. “Yes, most of the skeleton of this young girl is made of rare metals. We suspect that this metal is the one we are looking for, X62, which is also an important metal, Hardware, in Plan A. Do you remember? Five years ago, the White Tiger Gang once auctioned Plan A, but then they returned in chaos. At the same time, the documents on this metal also mysteriously disappeared. You should know that we are only researching Plan A as a Software department.

Every instruction repeated the same warning. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Apparently the Cantari who had written this had learned the hard way. But the next section caught my attention even more. Hemokinesis often appears alongside a secondary affinity. I leaned closer to the page. Metal manipulation. I blinked. Metal? The explanation followed immediately. Blood contains iron. Those capable of manipulating blood frequently demonstrate a secondary ability to influence other iron-based materials. My thoughts raced. Metal. Weapons. Tools. My gaze drifted briefly toward the forge down the street.

It was waking up to forge. A massive, circular blast door on the ship’s hull groaned open. From the void inside, a shimmering, molten liquid poured out, pooling into a perfectly smooth, circular forge on the glass floor. It was Nanolaminate Alloy—self-assembling, programmable metal, the holy grail of alien engineering. "It’s beautiful..." Harper gasped over the comms, exhausted, her mech falling to its knees as she disconnected from the hull. [The Escape and the Prize]

My mother approached, and her mark glowed. “Dead iron.” Dad frowned. “Like Blackwater?” “Not exactly. This was treated so it cannot hold magic.” Harper nodded. “The Heirs call it null metal. They use it to build boxes where they keep supernatural objects.” Kael stepped away from the wall. “Can that block magic?” “It can prevent certain spells from attaching.” Mom looked at the object with concern. “That’s why Talus needed humans.” The silence changed, and Harper went pale. “Needed?”

Jade said. "High-quality?" Yuno seemed to disagree. "These are just mass-produced junk. They just made a bunch of random weapons, sealed a soul into them, then carved on some random formation blueprints. Even if it were a spiritual tool, it’s still unworthy junk.” Jade didn’t know what to say. To her, having such weapons was more than enough. Most weapons she had used in the past wouldn’t be able to compare to these. Yuno continued, “But the materials are alright. Galaxy Metal is the main component, but the person who made this has limited skills. If they could refine it and use a hundred percent pure Galaxy Metal, its quality could be increased tenfold.’

Screaming as the electricity from JumpStart's stun batons travels throughout his body, Metal-Man trips over and falls to the ground. I jump to the side and barely dodge Metal-Man as he falls. JumpStart landing on his feet, he runs to my side and twirls his batons. "If I remember correctly," JumpStart says, "You, or QuickShot, or maybe the both of you, told me once that electricity and metal don't mix. Too bad for this guy, I have stun batons." "Well, actually they do kind of mix," I say, "I mean, you're a mechanic elf. You practically build the whole OutPost."

That was Fernande, the crew's captain. But the arrogant swagger he had from before was long gone. A layer of mercury-like silver metal fluid coated every vital part of his body, casting eerie reflections in the firelight. Even so, his left arm was gone entirely, and the metal coating across his chest was riddled with cracks, clear signs of serious injury from the blast. "A Metalization Mysticism specialization?" A flicker of surprise crossed Jake's eyes. Surviving a direct hit from a 130mm naval gun, even with the vehicle absorbing most of the damage, was enough to prove this guy had something going for him.

After hearing the registration system's message, I left the room to join my class. It was the evening I could see the sky through the dome of the metal shelter, It had a tinge of golden brown hue and the sun was standing over the horizon and was about to set. The shelter was made out of drupinium, a rare strong metal that had some strange refracting properties, it allowed light to enter the shelter, but it didn't allow it to escape the shelter, so no one can see what's inside the shelter from outside, but we can see everything outside from inside. This metal also provided electricity throughout the shelter through its strange solar properties. This metal was found at the end of the year 2047

In the region they rule, their word is the law. South Malfer is best known for its weapons production. From iron to steel, every lord in Malfer buys weapons from the four southern lords. Yet, even with huge investments in technology, human weapons cannot be compared to hardened elven silver. And while steel should cut silver without a problem because silver is a soft metal, that’s not the case. Something in the production of hardened silver makes it harder than steel. But the elves keep that secret well.