Minato Cloak Novels & Stories

The rest all have this same deep forest green cloak over their clothing. I’m not sure if the Rift is slowing down the battle for my sake or if I am so used to watching battle that it feels as if time has slowed, but the black and grey cloaked figures appear to be all male based on size and the width of their shoulders. Their movements are broad and sharp, more aggressive. The forest green cloaks seem to be more ceremonial, with flecks of something metallic woven in. Not something you would see on a traveller. Their movements seem to be more fluid.

Carefully, she spread the cloak open beside me, making sure everything was in place. “This is a special cloak I brought with me,” Almira said. “Just in case I was discovered by your Alpha. Now it can help you.” My hand rested on the fabric. It felt like a normal cloak, yet something about it felt different. “What kind of cloak is this?” “Lean forward a little so I can put it on you,” she replied. The moment the cloak settled over my shoulders, a heavy weight pressed down on me. It felt much heavier than it looked.

And many scrambled to get back, knowing full well that this person was looking for trouble. “Sir, what do you want?” Many guards were alarmed by Mane’s strange getup. His mask aside, he was wearing a large black cloak with the sigil of a Silver Wolf printed boldly on the back. On his back were two swords that were delicately held in intricately woven sheaths. What ticked the guards off was that the sigil on the sheaths was that of the Black Dragon. “I want Ancestor Origin,” Mane stated coolly. His voice was calm and composed. There wasn’t a single ripple or stammer. And the guards felt most of their strength leave their bodies just because of that simple statement.

“Nevertheless, I’m not part of these team—can’t you see what I’m wearing. Look at my headband. Bounty Hunters Forever!” “Oh my. Today sure is the Bounty collector’s lucky day. Like using one bird to kill two stones.” Another male voiced wearing a dark cloak, glowing bronze in one eye with the letter ‘C’ emblem below the glowing right eye while putting his hand on the young lady’s blond braided hair as she pursed her lips for she was average in height seemingly the shortest.

She would feel lost forever without him. The dragon beasties disappeared with a flash of green and red light, and a tall young man, with dark brown hair with blue eyes appeared, wearing the same attire as Brian, with his hands stretched upwards, pleading with Veronica and calling her name. The young man wore a mask over his upper half that covered his face. A cloak hung behind his shoulders, covering his whole upper body. The cloak seemed magical. It gave Veronica an impression of being enchanted and protected against harm by magic. However, it had a different meaning to Veronica. Veronica knew the meaning behind it, yet she did not understand why Brian needed protection.

he bade, grinning: "Drape her head with this. Let's see her see through thick wool!" At the young man's offer, Theophobus set the cloak over the nymph, hiding not only her head, but most of her body, down to her waist. He settled the folds until the cloak-owner grunted satisfaction, and stepped back.. "Now she is ready," he exclaimed. "Make your tests!" "What am I wearing?" asked the first youth. "A red tunic with gold trim, and gold cuffs on your wrists," answered the blind girl beneath the cloak. "What do I hold in hand?" asked the cloak's owner, who had drawn a glinting poignard from his belt.

I suspected other clans would approach me, but running into Minato seemed like a coincidence, and I doubted he was following me. "Very funny." I scoffed, shaking my head, silently praying that the apparel I needed to get should be here. "And stay away from me. We are not even close." I distanced myself by going to one of the couches here while waiting. But Minato, as stubborn as he was, sat beside me and removed his hat before he ruffled his hair, ruining his well-combed style. He even crossed his legs, looking like the lord of the vast land.

As the horses broke into sight, the first one was a jet black horse with blazing red eyes carrying a rider wearing a full black cloak with a silver spiked helmet, he was carrying a long red staff that was glowing slightly, behind him was a tall slender person dressed in a light green robe with shiny silver shoulder armor, he looked like a man, but his long limbs, bald head, sharp teeth, larger eyes than a human and pale skin set him apart, he seemed to be chasing the black-cloaked man and caught him on the hill, leaping from his saddle and tackling the man, rolling to a stop a few feet away from Rex, who jumped away out of surprise ‘What is going on? “I told you Zadovelis was going to die, T

She's far too vulnerable to attack. He unlatched his cloak and offered it to her, having removed it from his own shoulders. "Here," he said, "take this and put it on. I don't know what time we have, and if we get ourselves into a fix, I don't want you harmed." The fabric sparkled in the moonlight as she held it in her hands. "Is this pyrite?" she asked, donning the cloak. "Indeed, it is." "Then it's impervious to maurium," she mused.

and stands up straight from leaning on the bars. Himari stands up too after she makes sure the blanket covered Mizu's body completely and says in a serious manner, " Akane was right, tomorrow she will surely win her fight. Now, at the time had been already quarter to 9 we need to go back to our own room before 10 o'clock," she said looking at the wall clock. Haruto suddenly threw the rest of the cloaks towards them and they easily catch it. The black cloak sways strongly when they start wearing it. On the back, a logo of a terrifying silver dragon with an open mouth was imprinted, indicating they are from East House.