Moves Affected By Sheer Force Novels & Stories

So many things needed to go right for this to work. The blood magic barrier was strong but all magic had a weakness. Usually, if it had a solid manifestation, it was vibrations. The wedge was supposed to hit the dome that covered the pack to create a ripple effect, vibrating the metal of the car and the dome to send waves, breaking apart the magic that was built more like glass than woven magic. But in order to create the correct ripple effect that was needed, I had to hit the barrier going exactly 71 mph. Any faster it would create too quick of a ripple that it wouldn’t break apart. Too slow and the ripples would just dissipate before having a chance to do anything. That was hoping the wedg

The first strike was not visible in a traditional sense. It was arrival. The King’s presence collapsed distance instantly. Delph reacted immediately, raising his arm to intercept. The impact hit like layered reality compressing into a single point. Delph was pushed back several meters across fractured terrain. But he stabilized mid-slide. Afnan reinforced his balance instantly through the bond. The King followed. Fast. Delph barely had time to redirect the next impact. The battlefield around them distorted violently. Wolves were forced backward by shockwaves of presence alone.

More forceful. More. Silver energy erupted around her again. The trees nearest her bent violently away. Several cracked. The earth split beneath her feet. Aria cried out. Pain exploded through every nerve. She dropped to one knee. Her hands slammed against the ground. Instantly, a shockwave burst outward. The force raced through the forest. Warriors were thrown from their feet. Nearby fires extinguished. Branches snapped overhead. The very air seemed to shatter. Back in the clearing, dozens of wolves struggled to remain standing.

And it was nauseating. The force driving Ishara’s strike—mass times acceleration, enough torque to decapitate a bull—hit an invisible wall of suction. It didn't hit me. It flowed into me. Cold. It hit my bloodstream like liquid nitrogen. My veins bulged, turning black under the skin as the stolen momentum flooded my system. My heart skipped a beat, then slammed against my ribs with a force that made my vision white out for a microsecond. Ishara froze. Her claw stopped an inch from my jugular. Not because she hesitated. Because the energy required to move that mass had been stolen. Her momentum hit absolute zero.

Instantly, a tremendous force hurtled over. Wild gales began to resound noisily, overturning the earth everywhere. Countless ancient trees reaching into the sky were uprooted. The white-robed man did not expect this. He quickly defended himself but was still thrown more than 30 meters backward by this immense force. He lay prone on the ground, vomiting blood.

We refused to let her succeed. As our battle against Seraphine raged, the elements responded to our call with unparalleled force. Gusts of wind tore through the air, uprooting trees and buffeting our opponents. Flames danced at our fingertips, devouring Seraphine's illusions and revealing her true nature. The earth trembled beneath our feet, forming protective barriers and trapping Seraphine within its grip. And water flowed, a torrential force that quelled the destructive energies Seraphine attempted to summon.

The force of the wind disoriented the zombie, making it an easy target for Liam's next move. As the second zombie lunged forward, Liam swiftly evaded its grasp with a nimble sidestep. Without missing a beat, he summoned his strength, compressed all of it in his palm, and swung it, which he hurled at the zombie's head. Liam continued his graceful dance, seamlessly blending evasive maneuvers with strategic attacks. He utilized the strength of his grip as an extension of his will, manipulating it to control the battlefield. His movements were a testament to the mastery he had achieved over his abilities.

he grinned. Jessica eyed her brother carefully. Stealing a smooch in broad daylight, standing right in front of her, in a bathroom with a huge mirror in it was pretty slick. It had required a perfect sense of timing, a subtle shift in his posture to make her turn towards him and away from the mirror without her realizing it, and a keen awareness of her line of sight. Maybe he wasn't so rusty after all. No, perhaps not quite as rusty as she'd thought. *** How does the irresistible force move the immoveable object? Deception. It convinces the immoveable object that it isn't moving while it does. The irresistible force lies. Just a little. Just enough.

I’m using all of my Goddess gift to frighten the enemy wolves on my side away from Julian and Zak. At the same time, I’m reinforcing our allies’ courage and determination to protect our packs and keep us safe. Many of the wolves are using the forcefield to kind of bounce the enemy off of. The harder they bounce, the harder and farther they fall. Many wolves are being telekinetically thrown or are stumbling over unseen obstacles. Some enemies suddenly find their bones snapping when they cross a certain boundary, while others forget why they are there and stop moving in the middle of the battlefield.

(≧ω≦) Using his power, Levi took hold of the hot toast that the little kitten had dropped, and made it float onto Noah’s plate. For Enforces, making things float was relatively simple. Just add a force equal to gravity but in the opposite direction and voila. The process was the same if they wanted to move something – just apply the appropriate amount of force in the right direction.