Thorin Oakenshield Shield 소설 & 이야기

His voice was so hoarse that it made my ears sting, "I wondered why that thing didn't scoop out your heart. Turns out, your blood was the best shield..." …… I woke up drenched in sweat, back in my bed. It was a week before the Haunts world descended. The gold bar from last night's burial was still heavy in my pocket.

Dust filled the air. Nova covered her face. When the dust settled, something gleamed beneath the rubble. Silver. Ancient. She stepped closer. Half-buried beneath broken stone lay a large circular shield. Its surface was scratched with age, but the emblem at its center remained untouched. The Blackthorn crest. Around it, engraved in elegant silver letters, were words written in the old royal language. Nova reached out carefully. The moment her fingers touched the shield, the inscription began to glow. She couldn't read the language.

I shielded Jonah and Rose, whose face had turned deathly pale, behind me as we retreated backward. One of the men swung his knife from a tricky angle. The blade gleamed with a cold light as it sped toward Rose's back. "Rose! Watch out!" An incredibly strong force rammed into my side just as I heard Jonah's scream. Jonah had shoved me into the line of danger without any hesitation. The blade shone. I reflexively shifted my body to the side, but I had lost my balance when Jonah suddenly shoved me. The blade buried itself deeply into my right shoulder.

“We are in possession of a powerful historical artifact. Given the present political climate, stealing powerful artifacts, as been one quick way for one to gain some power, and gaining power like this is perfect to prepare to face new foes. There have been others all over Europe who have been attacked because they were custodians of such things. I don’t intend to wait until this happens. I want to take measures now. And I think helping each other out right now would be a good option. Fortifying alliances is always good in times of chaos.” “Sure,” I said. “What type of artifact is it?” “A shield.” “You will have to be more precise than this.” He squirmed a little. Kaden said all the details,

The sand beneath her feet did not move, did not respond. Wind? Fire? The air between them hazed, and Ariadne roared at him with the fury of someone struggling with a weight beyond them. He saw the strain on her face, the veins that popped on it. Whatever she was about to do she did at the cost of what reia she had left. A strong Y formed at the center of her forehead and reia pulled between him and her. In its place a shield manifested, or at least began manifesting. It was round and large enough to hide her from head to crown, like shields used by non-mage soldiers in the old forgotten time against those once called the berserker warriors crossed the sea for the sake of conquest.

This baffled me as I kept walking up the stairs. I was yet to see guards whom I always saw everyday damned day but now, where I needed them the most, they suddenly vanish. I seemed to have been walking for twenty minutes when I soon stopped before a wide mahogany door which also had two guards standing by each side. Not only that, but I needed not to ask if Mr. Red eye was there because I could feel his presence. Call me stupid! “Good morning, is Mr….err, Is your boss in?” I asked one of the guards, who appeared as if he was dead. I was yet to get used to the unique appearances of everyone I saw in this castle. I mean, they all looked like 'the walking dead!'.

I hit my tornado on the shield and it absorbed it and pushed me away. "He has a shield," Bryan said. "I can see that clearly," I answered. "How about that?" The leader asked and the rest of the Aubes began laughing. "The shield of Oregon!" Ariel said. "The shield is made up of pure Tadara, it is the shield used to block the dragons breath. Legends has it that the shield disappeared two thousand years ago but what is it doing in the hands of the Aubes?" Sangeeta asked. I then cracked my neck and shouted, "keep the shield still I would love to test it's durability."

Severin's gazed intently at the shield when Oskar extended a hand and drew the shield to his grip from the wall. Oskar then gave Severin a rundown of the shield. "This is crafted from meteorite gold blended with rich earth essence and further refined with fine alloys. Its quality places it among the best, and its defensive capabilities are incredibly formidable too." Severin was intrigued and reached out to take the shield. He then channeled his divine senses lightly across the shield, verifying for himself the claims Oskar made about its outstanding quality.

Nash definitely had no way of making it move, and if others wanted to make that treasure theirs, they needed to completely wipe off every trace of Fane’s chi from it. As Fane injected his chi into it, the tortoiseshell shield slowly grew bigger, till it reached the height of a man. A warm yellow glow emanated from its surface. “From–from its fluctuations, it should be a middle-grade tool. Not bad. Not bad at all. We only have a few of such weapons in the Woods family!” Nash studied it for a while before a smile lit up his face. He was glad that Fane managed to get his hands on such a treasure.

Steve said “Came for another beating?” “This time I will be the one standing” he opens his portal and rains down an infinite number of weapons on Seth Seth brings forth his Death Scythe and deflects his attack. From the tip of the Scythe’s blade he hurls a shadow ball at Steve Steve brings forth his hand pulling out a golden shield from his portal to block Seth’s attack “Nice shield. You have always had eyes for shiny things” Seth said “This shield was forged by the greatest forge master to ever grace this world. The best part of it is its unbreakable”