Raphtalia Shield Hero Novels & Stories

Sienna nodded her head in understanding. “So their not trying to be mysterious?” Sienna joked and Nahla chuckled. Nahla looked at the children and Ava was finally asleep, she raised her hands and created a shield over them. Now only she can grab the kids. “The shield is like a cocoon, no one can get in and because, I’m the maker I’m the only one who can”, Nahla explained. “What happens if I try to grab them?”, Sienna questioned. “Go ahead and give it a try”, Nahla giggled.

It just came naturally, even if I had asked Patrea to shield Blade and Thalia, probably because I knew something would go wrong or because I didn’t fully trust the spirits in my head. “Spiritus potentes post umbram latent, detrás da sombra escoitan as miñas súplicas...” As soon as the shield was up, I began chanting the words they whispered to me. I could feel the heat burning from my chest and spreading throughout my body until a black mist appeared on my hands. --------- BETA DALTON. “Selene!” Thalia cried to the moon, and I wanted nothing but to hold her. But everything in my body was too painful. I couldn’t move, and it was getting harder to breathe.

I pulled Tania closer to me, making sure we stood side by side as equals, "she is Tania Roderick and she will be our Luna." The whispers broke out again, paired with gasps of bewilderment and sounds of outrage. We expected this but seeing it unfold before me was something completely different. "After what she's done, how can we trust her?" Someone yelled in the crowd. "You can't," Tania answered bluntly. She weaved her fingers between mine and squeezed my hand as if trying to draw the strength she needed from me, "not right now at least. But, if you give me the chance I can prove that you can trust me. I want what Sylvain wants. I want everyone here to be taken care of and for them to be saf

There was an immediate surge of energy and the place lit up like the Fourth of July. “Whoa! Would everybody kindly let go, please. You’re blinding us with your aura.” Raphael shielded his eyes. They immediately let go of each other. “Now then, Michael, you’re going to have to add a little something to those talisman necklaces Emma and the Warrior Child are wearing. Some kind of incantation that will allow you three to use your aura when needed and still shield the rest of us from the blinding light. Until you’ve got something, I suggest you don’t hold hands at the same time, okay?”

The wailing immediately affected her mind, leading her to not only tear up but howl loudly as well. At that moment, the hall was filled with crying. It was then that Zendaya reached one of her fingers out, making it glow with white light. There even seemed to be talismans flowing within. The light then shot out into rays of thin lines and formed into half a sphere, surrounding Alex, Jade, and Yuna as well. That was a protection shield formed with mental power. As the wailing hit the shield, the talismans started quivering, forming yellow rays of light. Yet, it was still unable to protect them from most of the effects.

“Completely insane…” Her instincts screamed at her. If he continued like this, the next strike would obliterate him from within, shredding his organs to ash before his body even hit the ground. Without hesitation, Raiden descended, the storm parting briefly around her presence. She landed silently behind him, her glowing palm pressing against his back. Her thunder tattoos erupted with blinding light, lightning weaving into a shield—not to block heaven’s wrath, but to reinforce the boy’s failing body, protecting his organs while leaving his spirit exposed to the tribulation.

Her eyes were closed, thin lines had formed on her forehead and from just looking at her, you could see that whatever she was holding onto, was gone and she was ready to give up. Laying my hands on her, focusing my energy on her, I let Lylah do the work. She put a shield around her…one thing we realized was that with the shield, we didn't have to spend so much energy on healing, since the shield already has powers of its own.

Someone yells my name. “ALLIE?!” I didn’t even notice I was crouched on the floor with my child. I stand, and then I see it. A amethyst colored shield bubble all around me. I look down to see my daughter with her silver eyes shining. I guess not all magic in her is bound by the spell Dia, Athale, Talia and Tabatha did yesterday. She is crying, and I bring her up to my heart and coo her. “Shh baby. Everything is okay. Keep the shield up if you can, but everything is okay. Mama is right here.” Little by little the dust settles, Athena stops crying and I see the chaos beyond my little protected circle.

“The Spirit of Protection. Of Hearth and Heart. Of mothers who carry the world and still rise.” The windows didn’t rattle. The lights didn’t flicker. But the room leaned in. She looked down at the sleeping children in Tora’s arms—her arms—and placed a hand gently over both tiny chests at once. “To you, Kael, I give the shield that cannot be broken. The kind made of stubborn loyalty and the courage to stand when others fall. May you always know you were loved first, and fiercest.”

It was a message from an unknown number—a grainy photo of Silas walking down the dark road, a red laser dot centered perfectly between his shoulder blades. The text below it was simple: The deal covers the Shield, Elena. It doesn't cover his accidents. Sign the papers, or we finish what Arthur started.