Sym-bionic Titan Lance Novels & Stories

"I want to crush you into pieces!" Then, the Rank 1 Honorable Ranked Titan Zombie held onto a giant ax and charged toward Lucas aggressively. The Titan Zombie had a very huge physique, about six meters tall and the sight of it really creeped one out. Unfortunately, that Rank 1 Honorable Ranked Titan Zombie was only a weakling when presented before Lucas. Lucas was seen lifting one of his fingers and a scary white aura surrounded it. He then flung his finger down. Swoosh! A wind-cutting sound appeared, and a scary attack of white aura charged toward the Rank 1 Honorable Ranked Titan Zombie, aggressively.

: 0 Credits : 1,00,400 Condition. : poor eyesight Build. : thin Combat Strength :40 Skills learned. : None Martial arts Iron fist (Adimurai-Basics) Potential. : Z Rank Element control. : None Mods available. Artificial heart (X grade), Bionic eyes (Z grade) ___________________________________________ " Whoo, that's nice, my mod energy, combat strength has increased a lot, ", said Ben.

The young man gasped and hurriedly pulled him to the side of the castle wall. "What are those?" asked the young man, pointing at the charms that covered half of his left arm. "My mother gave them to me for protection." Dorin answered as he pulled his sleeve back down, but the man pulled it up again and looked at them closer. "A fire ward, a lightning ward, a wind enhancer... " "Oh, that's a wind debaser," Dorin interrupted, "It's used to lessen powerful magic..." "Yes, I know what a debaser is!" snapped the other. He looked up at Dorin and suddenly held out his hand with a grin. "By the way, my name is Lance Gunnar of the Gunnar family, military division, 1st lieutenant rank 5."

"Ahh! I can't take it! I’m going, Bane!" "Sss… that grip is fucking insane!" The girl tensed up, unable to move anymore. Each Titan had his own style—Grimm was fierce and enduring, Vanguard was gentle, and Bane had incredible technique. Occasionally, he’d buck his hips, hammering up into her with a loud Thwack, thrusting so fast it was a blur, before burying it to the hilt and holding it there. "Sss… oh… magnificent. So fucking tight." The muscular giant pulled his massive rod out. A moment later, the thick, white nectar overflowed from her slit.

“A means to an end. Your power, fully awakened, is the end.” I didn’t wait for more talk. I drew my sword. The rasp of steel echoed. Janita’s head snapped toward me. Her smile widened. “The Lycan,” she purred. “Come to die in the dirt where you belong.” I charged down the last of the stairs. My bad leg buckled on the final step. I went down hard on one knee, the impact shooting nausea up my spine. Janita was on me in a flash, her dagger aiming for my throat.

Not submissive. A weapon. But a controlled one. After a long pause, I slowly shifted back. The glow faded. My body settled into human form, my breathing even. Laurel leaned forward, her voice barely above a whisper. “She’s real.” “I told you,” Ryan said, stepping beside me and handing me his jacket. Alpha Regal finally stood, his tall frame casting a shadow across the table. “You have my attention, Elena of the Star Raiders.” I met his gaze. “Then hear our plea.”

Lyra called. I called on a guard standing close to do it. He went to Marcus who was trying to extricate himself, but Rowan’s grip was strong. The guard put his hand in and soon brought out a device that looked like a remote control but had only two buttons - red and green. There was another audible gasp in the crowd. I motioned to the guard to bring the remote to me. I took it and held it up for all to see. “So you press this button and what happens, Marcus?”

Something regal. I selected a black fitted dress—elegant, powerful, lined with silver threading that curled down the sleeves like ancient runes. The high collar framed my neck like a crown. I fastened a belt of polished obsidian around my waist and pinned my Luna crest—soon to be obsolete—just over my heart.

Something that didn't belong in a "Real World." A **Titan** stepped out of the shadows. It was thirty feet tall, its body made of rusted iron and pulsing violet tubes. It had the face of a man, but the eyes were giant searchlights. On its chest, a large silver logo was etched into the metal: **AETHEL-GROUP: ASSET RECOVERY**. "Subject 01 and Donor 04," the Titan’s voice boomed, sounding like a thousand speakers blowing out at once. "You have exceeded your 'Independence' quota. Please remain still while your 'Conflict Data' is harvested."

Rocky yelled back at him. "Did you hear the prophecy?" Jaden asked and stare into his eyes. At the mention of prophecy, Rocky face fell. He had a sad expression on, and control the anger he was feeling inside. Jaden saw the look on his face and could tell that Rocky seems uncomfortable with what he just asked. Then he decided to get him angrier maybe, he will spill some things out. Jaden had a strong will that, Rocky could be the Tyrant Hybrid. "From your look, I guess you heard the prophecy. What do you think about the Tyrant Hybrid that was mentioned?" Jaden sat beside him and asks.