Rescue Armor Iron Man Novels & Stories

One of the men in Kevlar armor starts to walk around to check the area just in case some Roman power users still don’t want to surrender and plan to ambush the strike force. The man in black Kevlar armor checks the Qin Empire woman that got rescued. Some of them are still in a state of panic and this man in black Kevlar armor with a white sword tried to go near them. They started to panic, then that man in Black kevlar armor took off his helmet.

He throws me a glare before disappearing out the window that Lyza slides open. She glanced at me with an amused smile. "I only heard half of that conversation," she chuckles. "He's just being a baby because I won't let him have his armor back," I sigh. "Armor?" "Yeah, it's a special metal that goes over his talons, he can cause a lot more damage with them, so I've kept them hidden. He used to kill people when he was upset," I explain. "Wow I'm kinda starting to miss when my life wasn't so crazy," she murmurs with a sigh.

“Eira of Silvermoon Kingdom versus Ironwall of Blackrock Kingdom!” Gasps erupted instantly among the spectators. Ironwall was an infamous figure feared throughout Blackrock City. He was no ordinary contestant, but the ultimate killing weapon of the Blackrock Royal Guard. Standing two point two meters tall, he was always encased in three-hundred-pound dark golden heavy armor. Most daunting of all was his innate energy immunity. Any elemental primal power would bounce harmlessly off his armor and unique physical constitution. He was an impenetrable fortress built purely for physical combat.

He said and his hands wrapped around my waist and pulled me to him. "I don't want anything to happen to you, Ethan," I said as I put my hands on his. "I'll hate myself." "I'll be alright and you will be too. No harm will come to you, Ariah." He said and slowly withdrew his hand. "If anyone gets close to you, I'll kill him in a second." He said as he put a light armor plate around my chest. "Don't take it off. It's made of silver for a reason, not metal."

There were men in their suits and women in their expensive dresses. Eleonna stopped looking around the place when she felt a hand on her wrist. Yuan stopped in front of her as he rummaged something in his pocket. "Wear this," The girl looked at the black mask that he handed to her in confusion. "Huh? Why?" "That's to protect your face from unnecessarily curious eyes." Eleonna shrugged it off and wore it. Yuan lead her again to a silver door just a little far away from the party. Beside the door is a box with a scanner. Yuan removed his necklace and placed the pendant in front of it.

I went back to opening the door and stepped out into the fresh, cool evening air. And then, my ankle decided it had had enough of my shenanigans and sent a wave of pain through my entire system that I doubled over. Before I could collide with the ground, a pair of hands caught me effortlessly and saved me from yet another fall. My hands lands on his rock-hard chest, that was hidden behind a black t-shirt that looked like it would rip at any second. Miranda, this is honestly not the time for such thoughts…

Yet, silver didn’t work on this new breed of rogues? “They only died after ripping their head off from their bodies. Thankfully, they don’t have the power to regenerate. If they did, then I probably wouldn’t be standing in front of you today.” Beck admitted, looking at the ground. Come to think of it, I just noticed that he wasn’t standing upright. He was leaning towards his right side. I squinted my eyes to see that he was tightly holding onto his right arm. He was injured! I wouldn’t even have noticed if he hadn’t said that last sentence. Woah.

She pulled back just enough to look at me. “What are you planning now?” There it was. Not if. What. I took a breath. “I’m designing armor,” I said. Her brows rose. “Armor?” “Personal combat armor,” I clarified. “For the Shadows. Lightweight. Flexible. Resistant to silver, wolfsbane, spell penetration. Something that doesn’t slow them down, but doesn’t let them die easily either.” Her hand tightened in my coat. “You’re preparing for casualties.” “I’m preparing to prevent them.”

Even though the feeling was strange, she couldn't help but submit to it. “Alpha Kaylon!” The four men grasped as they were staring at the huge man who stood six-feet-ten-inches tall and was wearing full combat armor. They know that the armor was personally made and was able to resist silver weapons. The man's expensive cloaks were dancing in the cold air that added superiority to his presence.

I look at the different image that# the mirror shows me, Abrina taught me how to produce the natural armor that covers my body with magic, a steel that covers me from head to toe, not allowing access to my body. “You look beautiful, Alissa. And it will certainly protect us during our fight" I relax and the armor crumbles "We can do incredible things, this is one of them" Abrina's armor covers her body and in her hand the steel reproduces several pointed spears "We can win" she says with a conviction that reaches my heart that I was practically accepting that in the end I would have to do something for the people of Akira to live in peace. “We can,” I say and smile.