Novel & Cerita Oblivion Heavy Armor Training

"He sent a bird an hour ago. His scouts have spotted movements in the high fog. They aren't the mindless alchemical constructs we fought in the dirt, Natalia. These are organized. Things clad in armor made of dark star-matter. They’re testing our parameters, searching for any weak point in the grid." Natalia looked back over her shoulder at the sprawling city of Oakhaven spread out peacefully below the bastion. The change was miraculous. The lower wards were clean, their solid brick houses neatly arranged around public stone wells and open green plazas. The grand palace ruins in the upper district had been completely transformed into a massive garrison training yard. Down below, thousands of

She even felt that Alexander was the General Manager instead, while she was his little bodyguard that no one paid attention to. Amber headed into the office. Alexander scanned Ray and the others before waving at them. Then, he headed into the building. The training ground of the bodyguards was behind the building. The training was modeled after the training done at the Northern Wyverna Frontier Corps. There were many obstacles and hurdles to pass through. They had to crawl their way forward, carry sandbags, jump with weights, do a triathlon, and float on logs… "Everyone, watch closely!" Alexander immediately jumped onto a floating log. He was in balance. In less than 30 seconds, he easily we

“Then we begin now.” He stepped back, his demeanor shifting instantly from consort to commander. “The first trial is always endurance. A run through the haunted gorge. The terrain is treacherous. The instructors harry you with traps, with challenges. It is not about speed. It is about will.” He began to pace, his mind already constructing the training regimen. “We will run the perimeter every night. With weights. We will practice evasion. We will spar until you can anticipate my moves in your sleep.” He stopped and looked at me, his eyes blazing with a challenging light. “Are you ready, Aria Silverbane?”

“Perfect. Now let’s go turn you into a badass.” The training grounds were impressive—sophisticated without losing their raw edge. A massive open field ringed by modern equipment: reinforced sparring mats in designated circles, obstacle courses with wooden walls and ropes, weight stations with calibrated plates, and even a small covered pavilion for cooldowns and strategy talks. But beyond the polished edges, the central dirt arena remained untouched—real earth where you could roll, grapple, and get properly filthy. It felt like Nightshade: advanced, strong, but still wild at its core. Gideon was already there, stretching with a group of warriors. He waved us over, his easy grin putting me sl

The Caelan who had once drowned himself in hatred was gone. Now... he had become an Alpha who wanted to protect someone... Elena Ashvale. “Hm.” Huggles Iron smiled faintly before nodding in satisfaction. Caelan Blackthorn truly looked like a young Alpha who would one day become one of the kingdom’s greatest pillars. And then, the Lycan King finally arrived. “Put on your war gear.” “Then attack me all at once.” Lucien’s voice rang out firmly across the training grounds. The battle equipment they wore had been specially crafted to resist Umbreal blood and dark magic.

Joe turned slightly, indicating to Ravyn it was her turn to speak. "Behind you are individual sets of armor - put it on." She commanded, and the recruits didn't need to be told twice. The clanking of armor was the only noise that could be heard, as they scrambled to buckle on over-sized breastplates and heavy pauldrons. Once they were all mostly dressed, she addressed them again, "From one end of the pit to the other, you will run, drop give me ten push-ups and then repeat on the other side, until I say stop."