The Wind Guardian Novels & Stories

Just as Raider made up his mind to go towards the settlement, a gust of wind evelopped him like a cloak and carried him in that direction. In an instant he was outside the protective formation. The wind was blowing against the shield formed of natural energies, causing it to become visible under the stress. Raider obeserved this as he was being carried by the wind. He was aware of the formation's existence but had never seen it actually take physical form. This gave him an idea of how powerful the wind he was now wielding was. This idea was shattered as the wind tore through the magical barrier in just a few seconds. There was no flashy light or loud sound, the wind just pierced through the

The magic circle dissolved, transforming into a swirling vortex of wind that enveloped us in a protective embrace. "This spell," I announced, my voice ringing with authority, "is called Anemo Barrier." A shimmering wall of wind materialized around us, a constant, whirling shield against the onslaught. Anything that dared approach was shredded to pieces by the relentless force, a testament to the power of the wind god's blessing.

He paused for a while, then continued to speak. "I work for an organization called the GOH,Guardians of the Hex. We fight all sort of bad, human and non human. We use advanced technology and combat to fight our enemies" he emphasized. Confusion struck me.I didn't know how to react. I felt proud of my father, I also felt angry at him for abandoning his family to save the world. As I lifted my gaze, I saw my father looking back at me, I smiled, hoping he could not see the anger within me as I was embarrassed to show my true feelings to people I hadn’t known that long.

She rolled down the window and waved at me. Simon then said naturally, "Get in. I'll take you both home." When he saw my eyes fall on the passenger-seat sticker that said "Girlfriend Only," he frowned, somewhat impatiently. "Gem has a bad back. The passenger seat has more room. You can sit in the back this time." Look at that. He remembered every little thing about Gem. He remembered her bad back. He remembered her cramps. But somehow, he could never remember the old injury I had from moving all the heavy furniture.

The wind was calm and I was back within the trees. Talia had just entered Coral's house. I had been waiting outside, hoping for a chance to go talk to Coral. I could feel her emotions through the guardian bond. It wasn’t a very strong feeling that the guardian wolves could feel, but it allowed us to understand and respond to our red wolf’s needs. Coral was feeling anxious right now. It was making me feel anxious, and my anxiety was already heightened from the thought of talking with Coral.

A short, neatly kept beard frames his mouth, the tips dipped in crimson lacquer as homage to every foe he’s felled. Blackened steel pauldrons embossed with a Phoenix’s wings, a crimson war‐cloak that billows like charged flame, and gauntlets etched with the same runic glyphs as his skin. Even in our silence, a low, rhythmic hum - like distant war drums - surrounds him. Grandmother used to tell me how his footsteps sometimes cracked the earth as though summoning thunder.

Kydence hated being looked at like a weakling, she promised herself that she wouldn’t depend on anyone, not even her mate, to protect her. When she and her brothers turned sixteen not only were they able to find their mate, but they also discovered that they are Shadow Guards. Shadow Guards are Elite Warriors blessed by the Moon Goddess to protect all her children from evil in the supernatural and human realms. Her uncle and father already knew that the triplets were blessed by the Moon Goddess, all her warriors bored a small moon shaped birthmark that could only be seen by the Alpha and Beta of the Shadow Guards. Only the Alpha, Beta and Gamma knew the true identity of the Shadow Guards. To

Linne asked, turning to look at the brigade member. “That’s the Death Spell, ‘Vindblad Aluterra’,” the girl named Lena answered. “Vindblad Aluterra?” “A Spell that only wind magical girls with sharp weapons can use. The magic is able to change air particles into wind blades,” Lena explained. “If she manages to stick her dagger into the ground, then all life on the surface of Planet Kamina could be torn apart by the wind blade. We’ll all be finished,” she continued. “WHAT?”

Now, Breeze City was being forced to transform. Before Desmond could respond, Victor said, “I have another piece of news to tell you. Stephen Quinn isn’t the Grand Marshal’s mentee. He’s not connected to the Grand Marshal at all.” “What?” Desmond was shocked to hear that. Stephen was not connected to the Grand Marshal at all? Was he not the Grand Marshal’s mentee? “Then how dare he…” Victor smiled. “It’s simple. He just locked up the real one. Currently, the real mentee is being imprisoned on Drakthorn Ridge.”

He cursed as I was walking up to him. “Say, if it wasn’t for Dylan Windell, son of Professor Theodore George Windell. I thought I would not have a chance to talk to you tonight,” I said as I was correcting my cuff links as Dylan turned to look at me. I smiled at him before he rolled his eyes. So much for a family reunion. “What do you want?” he asked me as I was looking at the sky. I know that Windell was the Wielder of the Wind and they were controlled by their emotions. I just hoped that Dylan was not mad enough to spin one of the typhoons here tonight.