Steel Wings Novels & Stories

All eyes were on the star's ascension, watching it unfolded into bursting wings of light. Lars has transformed into a white armored angel with six divine wings hovering behind his back, connected by a golden halo. The armor was his own solidified Scion Force, sparkling in majestic grandeur of white and gold. A sword patterned crown rested on Lars' head, having the same royal pattern as his brilliantly burning Celestial Calibur.

Mane had just employed one of those many moves: Exploding Wings. Mane’s mumble was the trigger for the huge fiery wings that grew on his back. The wings were several dozens of meters long and several meters wide. When they appeared on Mane’s back they rose high into the sky, and flapped rapidly. Yet their beating didn’t lift Mane up or take him into the sky. With the beating of those wings, the cry of a Phoenix filled the ears of all who were here, and several large flames descended upon the retreating goblins, burning them all to a crisp. The fire was stronger, completely eliminating the goblins in less than a second.

I clear my throat, “Come on, Divina, bring those wings out.” She sighs in defeat and says, “Fine, but you stay over there.” She rolls her shoulders and takes a deep breath and I watch as her upper back ripples and the skin over her shoulder blades split open and her magnificent wings burst forth. This time there are no blue flames, just Divina and her silvery blue wings. I walk over to her and run my fingers over her wings, and she shivers in response and ruffles her feathers up and out effectively knocking me back a few feet.

I stared after him, heart thudding. Spitfire let out a soft, unimpressed chirp from her carrier. “Yeah, I know,” I muttered, leaning back into the pillows. “Don’t get attached.” But maybe… maybe it wasn’t the worst thing if I did.

"The wings generate their shields! Clip them, and they die like anything else!" Elias Vance didn't need to be told twice. The disgraced RAF pilot spun his Vanguard mech into a sickening, zero-gravity barrel roll, dodging a volley of plasma fire. He extended his high-frequency blades, slicing flawlessly through the glowing wings of two golden drones. As their wings severed, the drones’ golden armor instantly turned a dead, dull grey. They floated away into the void, completely depowered. "We can bleed them!" Elias shouted, a wild, adrenaline-fueled grin spreading across his face. "Keep pushing!"

Calvin certainly warranted it. How dare this bitch come into my domain and declare war! She would be another exception. I have never consumed a Vessel, but I wanted, and needed, to consume her. I released a high-pitched whistle, calling my children to me. Seven of them showed up. Four of them were in their first form with their wings out. Our wings were just like serrated blades – dangerous, lethal, and the perfect weapons. The remaining three of them were in their second form, essentially making them tanks. They were far more durable in this form but did not have the same agility as the first form.

But aside from all that, the most magnificent thing is the huge wings that spread behind him, filling the entire hall, and they’re not even at their fullest. The black bone that forms the structure shimmers like the darkest of nights, ribbing along the wing. The membrane is like a deep thick leather, with a velvety look. It is black but shimmers green, and the highest arch of the wing is rimmed with scales that only add beauty to the gorgeous wings before me. He pulls away from me, almost looking… defeated, and that terrifies me. I have never seen Agnarr look as destroyed as he does at this moment. There’s something in his eyes that looks… almost broken.

Xiao Qin immediately transmitted a voice message to everyone. Caspian gathered his eyesight and looked over. When the pair of wings was flying at a high speed, the whole body was wrapped in a pale gray light. At this time, when they stopped, everyone saw clearly that the wings were of the same color. Half of it was golden and the other half was silver-white. On the wings, there were a total of six cultivators. They were also divided into two halves and stood on both sides of the wings. On the golden side, there was a pattern of a blazing sun behind the robes.

From the edge of the room, Elijah nodded in subtle approval. “And air?” I asked. “Already above,” Bina replied. “Thirty-eight aerial surveillance drones. Six long-distance gunships. Two heavy cargo airships being loaded now for mid-front reinforcement drops. If we need full aerial offense, we have the Phoenix Wing standing by.” The Phoenix Wing. Ten elite airships designed in collaboration between Rafaela’s Ministry of Science and Mina’s Homeland Corps. Floating fortresses with modern weapons and magical shielding. None had ever been used in real combat.

It was like soothing a raging storm before it caused irreparable destruction. "That's why you saved her," Zephyr breathed in realization, "that's why you need to make sure she's okay." "Yeah," I admitted. "She's not a total lost cause you know," Zephyr stood with a huff and flexed his shoulders so his black feathered wings could take form on his back — his real wings and not some sort of illusion. They were shaped similarly to bat wings with sharp feathers at the ends that could be used as daggers and glinting horns at the arches, "you can help her if you're willing to."