Shield Hero Fic Novels & Stories

I see his little fists scrunch up, his face turning a darker red before he swings his fists back to hit me. On reflex, my shield comes out, blocking his blow so he can’t hit me. My shield is a thin layer, translucent with a slight sheen to it, but it’s practically indestructible. It stops the physical hit, but nothing from the way my heart tugs. He just tried to hit me. Sabastian is by my side, spinning Luca to face him, looking absolutely furious. I don’t hear their words, still in shock as my brain tries to process what happened. I swallow the feeling down because something is going on.

For a moment the air was heavy and her voice sharp as pain filled her eyes,but it was only for a moment and it disappeared soon after like it wasn't there “Tell me Shelia,do you think that the moon goddess granted you another chance if living just so that you could get revenge on this measley kingdom” I asked her, staring into her beautiful silver eyes,her face was full of confusion and uncertainty “You are full of magic,and your ability to heal proves it” I said holding her shoulder as I tried to stick the information into her “Your silver eyes proves it all…you are blessed,you are the prophecy” Shelia's POV “Your silver eyes proves it all…you are blessed, you are the prophecy”

Reflex and training moved me. I stepped back, twisting, bringing my arm up. Magic surged to meet the motion. I’d been practicing the small shield for days. This time, I poured more into it. Heat rushed down my arm; my mark burned. A faint, silver‑blue shimmer snapped into place between his reaching hand and my chest. His fingers struck it. Pain ricocheted up my bone, but the shield held. Sparks of light skittered across its surface. He jerked his hand back with a curse.

"I've watched the sun rise and the sun set, waiting for a brother I’ve never met. I'm ready to be the bridge. But you have to ask yourself... when he’s cured, when the Shield is human again... will you be enough for him? Or will the monster in you miss the monster in him?" I didn't have an answer. I looked at the "Third Strand," the man who was a mirror of my regrets. The war for the Shield’s heart had moved to Sicily. The Prometheus Sequence was real. And as the sun began to set over the Mediterranean, the Architect realized that to bring her man out of the glass, she had to kill his reflection.

It may have been the aura of malice radiating from her that made her seem so imposing. Golden-brown fur bristled along her spine, soaked dark with rain and blood. Her eyes burned icy blue, locked on me with singular, murderous focus. The goddess roared inside me, equal parts warning and rallying cry. I braced, pouring everything I had into the shield, layering it thicker, stronger, willing it to hold. Felicity lunged. She hit the barrier like a battering ram. The impact threw sparks of light across the stairwell, the shield flaring blindingly bright as the force slammed into it. The entire packhouse shuddered. Stone cracked. Somewhere behind me, glass shattered.

Yassyr bellowed, and the broken shield swiftly reformed, solidifying before them and revealing their true defense. Alexander's sword clashed against the shield, and both sides locked in a stalemate. "Haha, are you surprised? The Moon Deity Shield is our ultimate defense technique!" Yassyr laughed confidently. However, cracks began to spread across the energy shield, and Yassyr's smile vanished. He had underestimated Alexander's swordsmanship. Alexander broke through the shield, charging forward as his sword energy crushed the trio. The outcome was decided. Alexander stood with his sword on his back, not bothering to deliver a killing blow.

The immense force was transmitted through the shield, causing the ground beneath my feet to crack and shatter. 【She blocked it! But only for one hit!】 【Thaine is a pure power-type Alpha! Too terrifying!】 【Run, Serina, run!】 "Oh? Interesting," Thaine in his wolf form spoke, a hint of surprise in his voice, quickly replaced by more mockery. "Let's see how many more you can take!" He and Safia, who was also starting to shift, gathered their strength again, their terrifying auras locking onto me. The light from Lia's shield was fading rapidly, clearly at its limit.

Fuck me, how can she gain that confidence? As I strike outside, I figure out everything and look for Sarah. I hear a scream from afar, and I jog in that direction. Fool Sarah! Do you want to commit suicide or something? I quickly glance at the bleeding on my thigh, since they can cut me through my bulletproof. Cupid Shadow isn’t simple. When did he gain this power for his gangs? Since he took everything off my body, he didn’t realize my suit was bulletproof. Since he’s kind of outdated with so many outdated weapons there,

J added. But the biggest question is, why E.J not unscathed? "My mother once told me when I was little. There are three powerful shield in ancient era. Like these powerful healing magic. These said three powerful shield are namely: Shee El Dou Spectre, Licherous Nul and lastly, combination of the two great shield, the most powerful amongst them to; Licherous Spectre!" E.J stated.

Some would later argue that she would’ve been just fine even if she didn’t move for the rest of the battle. Hazel turned her attention back to the Chief Octopus who was getting annoyingly hard to kill, and the shield that came out of nowhere must be a cool magic trick that she never bothered sharing. The ones on her side were given explicit instructions not to kill these two. They were her targets, her trophies. She released another two shots at the shield, stepping closer each time before she fired at Greg’s exposed leg. Once. Twice. As Greg groaned while trying to drag back his leg, he muttered, “Fucking Traffic Cone.”