Silhouette Knights Novels & Stories

The Knights step back when they saw the hideous body. The hall went silent as they watched Soheila walked towards the body. Soheila glance at the 'Jacks' who had a pale complexion and smirk. “Well, this person attacked two of my friends with his 9 blue cultivators companions.” Soheila speaks. They all listened to her. “I asked who ordered them and you know what's his answer?” She asked them as she looked around. The Eudoxsus Clan were standing up, watching her every move. The Knights surrounded them and were on guard.

Then, the door opened. Some man entered the hall and moved with the calmness and accuracy of one who had been bred in the high school to hold the center of attention. He stood perfectly, and his shoulders were as squared as possible, and his movements were determined yet flowing. The dress of the royal guard was his, and he wore armor over a plain uniform, and his boots were polished to a mirror finish, his gloves immaculate. The silence was broken by the voice of Rowan. This is your personal knight, Cassian. He will act in your service and keep you safe and secure.

Knights are further subdivided based on their combat style. Only a few subclasses are described in detail, though others presumably exist, such as whatever class is associated with Barro Roan's iaido-style. (Barro Roan is one of the Zero Knight of Eden Kingdom) The sub-classes that are noteworthy are: -Sorceress/Sorcerer (Riche) -Ranger (Gurigura) Basically Assassin and Scout combined. This is the only class that is listed on the wiki. So I might add some new class on my own.

I held his face in my hands. "I'm sorry. I needed more time to come back with as much information as possible. How've you been?" Amari asked. "I've been good. Any news?" I asked. "Yes. I spoke to some people and they found out that, the people who attacked that day were from Glacia. Also,....the attack was not an ordinary one. It was aimed at the Royal Family." "Glacia? That is the kingdom of King Arthur. If he wants his son to marry me, why did he attack us?" I asked, confused.

He has bestowed the name ' Anderson ' after his teacher, Andrew Channing who was the head knight of Light Armada. The Claramay's knights are divided into two. Light Armada and Night Renegades. Light Armada is a knight squad that protected the Claramay's out in the open while Night Renegades are the ones who protected them in the shadows. Even if these quadrants belong to the same house, they do not get along with one another.

"She's invoking the Moon's power! She's trying to change the laws of the valley!" Figures began to emerge from the shadows of the Citadel. They were not Rogues. They were not Iron-Claws. They were the "Silents", a group of lunar fanatics. They wore pale grey robes and their faces were covered by masks. They moved with a synchronized grace. "Blackwoods defend the perimeter!" Damon roared, his new solar fire erupting from his hands. The battle that followed was a nightmare of light and shadow. The Silents did not fight like the Rogues, they moved in silence. Their moon-glass blades sliced through the air with a sound like whistling wind.

CLANK! The sound of two metal hitting one another. - Zeel opened his eyes since somehow he did not feel anything at all. In front of him were two figures in full plate black armor and wielded their own huge black swords. They managed to defend against that powerful blow but they were also a bit damaged. Then without a moment wasted another sword appeared from underneath Andrea's shadow again. But he managed to dodge it this time too and another shadow knight emerged from the shadow. Hakan: That took us by surprise. In all my years and with all the knowledge I have gained. I have never come across these kinds of familiars at all.

And the murder weapon lying at my feet. "Elara Knight," a voice boomed from the doorway. The crowd of officers parted, and out stepped the one person who should have been at home mourning. Silas Knight. He was dressed in a black suit that looked darker than the night outside, his face a masterpiece of practiced, theatrical grief. He looked at Helena’s body, and for a split second, a real tear actually tracked down his cheek. He was a sociopath, but even he felt the loss of the only woman who had ever truly challenged him.

"Damn girl, he looks so fine! He's not in uniform. Just a white polo shirt, jeans and clean white sneaks. Damn!" Sienna was quickly drenched. When the moisture appeared between her thighs, she hoped it wouldn't happen so quickly. She was enraged by everything about him! Everything about him: his voice, his 6'3 sculpted swimmer's form, his laugh...everything However, she was soon able to return to the here and now. "What about your father?" Suddenly, she yelled in agony. Why is he even here?" That's what they said! He promised to stay away!" In any case, they're all waiting for your arrival." "Stop it!" It seemed like Lori was pulling Sienna down the corridor as she said this.

Subtle, but I notice everything. Klaus de Luca. He didn’t see me as he entered a room alone. I didn’t hesitate. Silently, smoothly, I followed. The door was just starting to close when— CRASH! A vase flew at my head. I ducked instinctively, the ceramic shattering against the wall behind me. I straightened slowly, blade already drawn. Then I heard his voice. Low. Calculated. “So... you’re the Ghost Knife. The woman with no past. No future. Who sent you ? .”