Shadow Paladin Cardfight Vanguard Novels & Stories

Some whispered, “They are untouchable. None survive their wrath.” Vanguard’s gaze swept the hall. “Tonight you learn obedience. Tomorrow, loyalty will be demanded. Fail us, and you fail Palermo itself.” Enzo muttered under his breath, shaking his head. “This is chaos.” Lucia’s voice was cold. “This is power.” From the corner of the room, a shadow shifted. A blade flew from the darkness, aimed at Vanguard’s back. Reflexively, he twisted, deflecting the weapon with a flash. The man who had thrown it staggered, mouth open in shock. Vanguard’s blade met his chest, and he collapsed, lifeless.

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

"Chika just spearheaded the total eradication of the northern border syndicate. We are marking the ascension of the new Vanguard Commander." I felt the heat rise to my neck as the pack brothers nodded toward me. Sienna’s gaze swung back to my frame, her teeth baring slightly. She had held the vanguard token for three winter campaigns before her bloodline was censured, and seeing me wear the black titanium commander plates was visibly eating her alive.

“A man of dark magic has infiltrated the castle and has already turned most of the guards into this walking pile of death... I am sorry, princess, but we must leave now.” “What about lord father and queen mother? I command you to unhand me, Falstad!” Hearing of the situation in the hall, Maria couldn’t help but feel deep concern over her parents’ state, but her fierce shouts were ignored by Falstad, his grasp was too tight for her to struggle, and her voice was eventually overpowered by his as he ordered the men around. They formed a tight shield wall on the passageway, luckily, only two or three men could fit in its width. The shield proved useful to block the undead while they stabbed thei

Crimson Fangs - Intact! Mystic Howl - Minus Main fighter. Wild Fang - Intact! Volatile Berserks - Minus 4 support, substitute fighter. Cruelcrest - Minus main fighter, 3 supports. Silent Inferno - Intact! Lunar stone- Minus 4 supports. Blazepaw - Minus main fighter, 2 supports, substitute fighter. Moon's Paladin - Intact! Real Fangs- Intact! Erion- Intact!

Knowing that one had an additional card to play – a trump card at that – was always great for morale and a confidence booster. *Boom* Frowning Tiger swiveled to the direction of the loud blast. Although the battlefield was noisy, that blast was particularly loud. Everyone heard it. What he saw would be etched into his brain for as long as he lived. A large shadow shaped like a cat made an entrance. It was rare beast known as a Shadow Leopard. The Shadow Leopard was a Mythic Class Magical Beast with spectacular strength. It was at the peak of power among Mythic Classes, and didn’t really have any equals. They were as rare as they were mighty, and no one, even Tigers, would want to face them o

His warrior name, Lukan Vale, is beautifully etched across the front in a shiny, molten gold font. "Purchase whatever weapons, gear, or garments your wolf desires. There is absolutely no resource limit on that account," I explain. "No limit on the card's funds, or no limit for my body?" he asks, a devious spark returning to his eyes. "Both. My beast commands more pack wealth than your line could spend in five entire lifetimes, little wolf. Purchase whatever your spirit desires, darling." He taps the gold-etched metal playfully against the stone counter and flips the card around in his fingers. "A month ago, my wolf would have stated that this card would fix every single broken piece of my li

They moved with terrifying, practiced synchronicity, surrounding Vance's remaining men before the Vanguard could even comprehend what was happening. Regnar led the charge, his massive iron blade slicing through the air with a brutal hiss. With one swift, sweeping strike, he shattered the line of vanguard shields, his men swarming in behind him with knives and axes. The fight instantly shifted from a tactical sweep into a desperate, bloody melee in the mud. The Vanguard, relying entirely on technology that was now dead, was completely outmatched by the raw, savage combat skills of the Shadow Guards.