Outward Blue Sand Armor Novels & Stories

Gleaming with a faint, icy light amid the falling snow. Behind her stood three thousand Alpha warriors. The seven territorial flags rolled slowly in the wind. Occasionally a muffled crack of fabric snapping against itself broke the silence. Freya stood at the very front of the Ice Wolf Clan formation. Her ice-blue vertical pupils pierced through the falling snow. Watching her. Her battle armor was forged from ten-thousand-year ice. The fine snow did not melt when it landed on her pauldrons. It melted *into* them. Making the ice layer thicker. Brighter.

Red replied. Lee looked very worried as he watched Red intently. "What do we do now?" Lia asked. "We fight" Red said, his eyes filled with so much determination, it surprised me. "Are you sure about that? You've lost a lot of blood" Lee said. "I'm okay" Red said, rising to his feet slowly. **** 3RD PERSON Just as the others left the weapons room, Arch grabbed Lee's hand. "What's wrong?" Lee asked, alarmed. "Promise me that if things go wrong, you'll leave with the others" Arch said.

Making my way to my room, I slipped into my black tactical shirt, pants, boots and gloves readying to head out to what me and the guys called the maze. Sending a text to Papa and Madre that I was leaving and to let Val know, I jumped into my Subaru WRX and took to the wild terrain of my back yard. The bumps and dips toggled me and loosened up my body so that I could enjoy the hunt. I grabbed my walkie and let out a howl, waiting for a signal to go at any moment. "The motherfūcker is back! You're clear to enter into the game Claymore." The nickname given to me by my brothers in arms was code for battle. I clipped the walkie to my Molle webbed belt and picked up my knives sliding them into the

Henry added, “The full-body armor will have to be lightweight but strong enough to block the touch that drains your life. We can coat it in special salts to dull the magic’s edge.” I glanced around the room, feeling the weight of their words. “And the ear plugs?” “They’re enchanted shells,” Jordan explained. “Wear them before you get close. They’ll block the siren songs, but only for limited time. We’ll need to move fast.” Elijah’s dark eyes flicked to me, then Dylan. “I want to go in with you two." Dylan’s lips twitched in a rare, slight smile. “Fine by me. The more firepower the better.”

“Here is the armor of Vuolas, the ring of attraction. Unfortunately, I cannot give you a paralyzing blade, it was taken by the leader of the Fury Clan Lasters, so I dare to offer a protective strike gauntlet. This weapon is made of a unique alloy, the secret is unfortunately lost, it perfectly protects the hand and can attack from a distance with a powerful pushing blow with a minimum of magical energy, which is why it is valued. The keeper bowed his head meekly. Brook-ta-man looked at the artifacts with satisfaction. - Well, the glove will do too, I'll change the strategy, and that's all. He took the armor and deftly put it under his clothes. The steel plates of Vuolas's armor were unusuall

“They are coming to the shore!” ​I looked down at the narrow strip of beach at the base of the cliffs. Small, sleek boats were dropping from the sides of the larger ships, propelled by jets of steam and solar fire. Each boat carried a dozen soldiers clad in white-and-gold armor, their frequency staves glowing with a lethal, humming energy. ​“They want to fight on the ground,” I said, a dark, human joy rising in my chest. “They think they have the advantage in a melee.”

However, that doesn't mean I was required to be an active fighter, I still had the responsibility of a porter, only that this time a higher risk is involved. "Could I know the reason why I should be in your group?" I asked. He didn't answer my question and just threw some full-set armor towards me. I deliberately caught the armor, and a notification appeared on my Iris Lenses. [Black Monarch Full-Set Armor - A+ Tier] A Full Set Armor manufactured from the tough skin of an Obsidian Salamander. Passive Skill: +500 Defense Active Skill: Heat Wave, absorb limited amounts of heat energy and expel it as powerful heat blasts.

When he finished speaking, Kirou looked at Bladesmith with a raised eyebrow. It was only now that Bladesmith realized why the armor on Kirou seemed so strong. It was made from the overlord of the northern swampland along with the elites of many races in there as secondary materials. Nodding his head, Bladesmith opened his mouth, "Since you got bones, you can leave 'em with me and I'll make you some claws and other weapons out of them if you have no plans on using them yourself."

Same rules apply to elements of their armour. The armour is silver-blue in colour with intricate carvings into the metalwork that looks like coral stamped onto every inch of the armour. The skirt of the armour curves down the sides of the hips and is draped underneath with royal blue chiffon. Their gauntlets go all the way to the elbow, and the shoulder armour, along with the front and back of the breastplate, contains the Royal Crest depicting two ‘sea horses’ – as in horses with fishtails – holding a shield depicting two sirna tails wrapped together and bound with a crown. The helmets of the guards cover their entire face and have visors they can see out of, but we can’t see through. The h

“—and they already seen out spot. In just an instance, they all prepared themselves in combat. Saypher with his blade that have a hint of blue. Migo's arrows creating a luminescent red light. Kheina's Claymore with a vibrant brown… In this place that is as dark as my hair, why is it only me who look so lame?!?!?