Monarch Of Iron Body Novels & Stories

Rui opened her mouth adorably and said, "Y-Young-" She was going to swallow her pride and beg the young master for a potion when the young master seized her lips tightly. Her eyes were filled with grief and anguish. I turned away from the girl's sorrowful glance. How am I supposed to explain to her that this potion only works on monsters? "Monarch, we've learned a new skill." "What?" "Analyse!" I soon noticed their status. [Monarch's Power - Increase all attributes by 10% for each centaur present. The greater their numbers, the greater the pressure they would emit and receive.]

Aradaa looked up. Above the cliffs, the sky was no longer grey. It was black. Thousands of shapes were circling. Wings. "The Iron Kings," Aradaa whispered. The first one landed on the ledge above them. It was ten feet tall, covered in rusted armor that seemed to grow out of its skin. It carried a spear made of dragon bone. It didn't look at Kaelor. It looked at Aradaa. "The Muse," the thing rumbled. Its voice was like tectonic plates shifting.