Shining Armor X Spike Novels & Stories

Dante warned, his massive arm reaching out to intercept a secondary squad of tactical officers who had just breached the rear doors. They didn't use bullets this time. They had heavy, high-voltage "Stun-Pikes"—real-world versions of the weapons the Spire-Elite used to suppress the slave riots. They thrust the rods into Dante's ribs, a million volts of electricity arcing across his dark bronze skin, turning his scars into glowing white lines.

Out of nowhere, a bone arrow sliced through the air and struck his chest with a sharp hiss. The arrow, upon contact with Jim's blood, glowed a sinister red. His face contorted in pain, and suddenly, his grip failed him as he plummeted from the sky. I dashed forward, my heart racing, and leaped to cover Jim with my body. The Haunts erupted into mocking laughter. "Jim, we've taken apart the bones of the mortal who wanted you dead and crafted them into these arrows. Take one more step and we'll pin you down in front of your own troops!"

she said quietly. “Not thinking,” I said. “Deciding.” The stranger’s pale eyes fixed on me. “If you unleash that power here, in the Spire’s heart, the chains will weaken faster.” “Then we win faster,” I shot back. “No. Then it wins faster.” The first shadow fell across the tunnel’s opening. A Warden stepped into view—armor dark as the hollow between stars, helm hiding their face, that eerie stillness radiating from every movement. Their weapon wasn’t a sword, but a hooked glaive that shimmered faintly with runes.

I scream. The shard comes free. The spire collapses.

He took Damian’s hand and pulled him up. "But you still leave your left side open," Damian noted, tapping Leo’s ribs. "I'm working on it," Leo smiled. THE ARMORY We geared up. The Sanctuary Guard wasn't a ragtag militia anymore. Thanks to Seraphina’s funding and Ironclaw’s logistics, they were a modern army. Matte black armor woven with carbon nanotubes and silver thread. Assault rifles modified to fire depleted uranium rounds (for armor piercing) and hollow points filled with wolfsbane (for rogues). But for the Hollow Men, we needed something else. "Bone," Silas said, walking into the armory with a crate. "If they are anti-magic, metal might conduct their Null field. We go primitive." He op

"We have the regular plan, the advanced plan, the luxury plan, and the rocket plan. I do need to let you know that the regular plan uses traditional methods and equipment, meaning that our staff would have to flip the corpse with a hook throughout the entire process, so it might not be the best for the body." That was honestly the one I wanted to pick. Nothing would suit him more than being burned alive while being rotated by a hook! On the off chance that he woke up immediately because of the pain, however, the consequences would be annoying to handle, to say the least, so I gave up. In the end, I tapped at the pamphlet. "Let's go with the rocket plan." I didn't really care about the newes

His face twisted with rage, and at some point, a bone spike had appeared in his hand. Morgan's face darkened. "That's a Beast Supreme Bone Spur. Forged from the spine of a peak apex overbeast after its death. Prince Freddie refined it into a weapon. It carries remnants of supreme energy," he said grimly. He said it loud enough for Gideon to hear. But Gideon just smirked coldly. "That's a bone spike of a Supreme Beast? Not bad. I want it. Freddie, hand over my wife unharmed. Give me that Beast Supreme Bone Spur as compensation. Then, I'll let this go. Otherwise, suffer the consequences."

“That’s what we are all thinking, that he’s gone crazy and is now capable of anything.” “Drugs are really bad,” Anika said, shaking her head. “It can turn a saint into a demon. What’s more with someone who’s already a demon like Allan? You need a bodyguard.” “I can’t afford one.” “I can provide you with one,” Anika stated, her countenance serious. Layla quickly shook her head. “No, ma’am, you’ve done enough for me,” she said.

They hovered in mid-air like things under the influence of a magnetic field for a moment, before they swiftly attached themselves to her clothes. These were the special weapons that people who practice this divine battle art use. It was created together with the divine battle art, hence its unique identity. Whoosh!! Nami finally moved from her position with mind-blowing speed. She quickly jumped vertically into the air, raising her hand as all the exotic spikes flowed above her. There were at least a hundred exotic spikes in the air before she slams her hand downwards. The spikes were like falling stars as they fell to the ground. Her demeanor completely changed immediately when she released

Blood splattered on the earthen alcove covering them. The other two ran in opposite directions, but the spikes split as well and went after them. One climbed up a tall tree which shook as the spikes nearly lifted it out of the ground. The other one ran some distance before facing the spikes and driving his staff into the ground. He stopped it with an earth attack of his own. "Burn." said Dorin. The ground around the mage suddenly burst into flames so intense that the remaining earth spikes began to glow. The attacker stepped back from the inferno, moving his staff in an arc, covering himself in a protective shield.