Piltover Enforcer Vi Novels & Stories

The automated security gates had slammed shut, trapping them on the platforms while the massive wedge-shaped hull of the second battleship drifted directly overhead, its shadow swallowing the neon glare of the commercial billboards. "Zora!" Kemi’s voice came through my localized audio-link, buried beneath a layer of heavy static and the distant, rhythmic thud of kinetic slugs hitting the lower tiers. She and Tolani had found an old cargo hoist three shafts over, their forms covered in grey plaster dust as they pushed through a crowd of panicked line-managers. "The enforcer lines are forming a hard perimeter at the base of the primary Spire elevator! They’ve deployed the heavy zinc-sheathed c

“This is council business.” “This is pack business,” I replied. “And you’re escalating it.” “He’s refusing orders,” the enforcer said. “He’s asking for justification,” I countered. “There’s a difference.” A crowd had formed now, a loose ring of witnesses. This mattered. Everything mattered more when it was seen. Kaelen stepped forward beside me. “Stand down,” he ordered, his voice carrying authority that had not yet been stripped from him. After a long beat, the enforcer released the courier.

continued Jordan Shaw, "There are still various tests that Enforcer members must undergo." "How many kinds of tests?" said Vincent with a reluctant expression. "Lima." Vincent groaned lazily, "Isn't there an express line?" Jordan Shaw shook his head firmly but his colleague suddenly replied, "There is. If you can beat the two of us at the same time." Luca Anderson said with an interested face. I remember Jake once said He was an Enforcer who came from Pack Yellowstone led by Alpha Sam. "Hey-" Jordan was seen going to protest against his partner.

The enforcers stumbled, the floor beneath them groaning as the weight distribution shifted violently. ​"Eniola, move!" Julian commanded. ​Eniola didn't hesitate. She vaulted over a railing, sliding down a temporary service pipe with a grace that left the men above grasping at empty air. As she hit the ground, she held the glowing core high. "Is this what you’re looking for?" ​The lead enforcer leaned over the jagged edge of the broken floor, his face twisted in rage. "Kill her! Forget the girl, just get the drive!"

"Manufactured by a Sterling subsidiary three years ago. Did you really think I wouldn't leave a backdoor?" With a single tap, the lights on the Enforcers' suits turned from blue to a flashing red. The silver plating hissed, the magnetic locks disengaging. The armor fell away, leaving the soldiers exposed and confused. "Finish them," Victor commanded. Kael didn't need a second invitation. In a flash of silver-black fur, the path was cleared. As they reached the cliffside exit, the ocean spray hitting their faces, they found Silas Vane waiting. He wasn't in armor; he sat in a hovering command chair, flanked by a dozen snipers.