Titans Of Titanfall 2 Novels & Stories

"Don't worry, Mr. President is too high and mighty to care about a second-hand product like you." "Nuts!" Jenna didn't want to pay attention to a villain like him, "Get out!" " Just tired of being played by Elon Mars, don't pretend to be noble." Paul unbuttoned his shirt as he glared at her! "It's impossible to cling to Mr. Adams, Why don't you follow me, I'm a senior executive of Titan with a salary of millions per year, you're lucky that I can fall in favor with you!"

The only thing yond t knoweth is to killeth and swallow whatev'r cometh in its way. I'm afraid yond this titan is something yond coequal the king couldst not defeat, n'r thee can talketh with it. This is the only titan who's diff'rent 'mongst the rest. Whatever it swallows, it nev'r returns. Once did swallow, it's market of defeat and death.

The shadow-chains exploded from his wrists, ten times thicker and more lethal than before. "The wolf..." Dante whispered, looking at his hands. "He's... he's different. He’s bigger." "He’s a Void-Wolf now," I said, standing up and pulling him with me. "And we have a fleet to sink." "Zora, look," Sora said, pointing to the primary monitor. The Hegemony warships weren't just rotating their cannons anymore. They were launching "Titan-Class" drop-pods. Dozens of them. They were falling from the sky like black raindrops, aimed directly at the Shadow-District.

The Titanium drones were not clobular guards like the machines of ashes. Warlords. They were slender, silent and lethally precise. As soon as Kael pressed, they opened the fire. Grellblauen Plasma-Salven swipe through the server forest and left the black obsidian floor where they slew, slew. “Deckung!” I cried and ripped Nova behind one of the massive, amber-coloured Light columns. The ice-cold avatar observed the chaos from his platform with a

“I need to make sure it aligns with mine before I bring you in.” “I want to cripple them before Azimat wakes up fully and starts talking. How many men do we have?” “Twenty loyal,” Titan said. “We don’t need all of them on one mission,” he continued. “My men are capable to get the job done.” I know what he meant by that but I don’t care. I’m still trying to figure out how Azimat made it out of there alive. I should have confirmed him dead before leaving. Maybe checked his pulse or something but time wasn’t on our side.

"Three world-enders at the exact same time. Boss, we have a hundred Aegis mechs and exactly one operational Vanguard mech. Even if we mass-produce the alien nanolaminate from the Sahara forge, we don't have pilots who can handle the neural sync. We can't fight a war on three fronts." "We don't have a choice," Sebastian stated, his slate-grey eyes locking onto the map. His mind, trained in the cutthroat world of high finance, was already calculating the impossible odds. "If even one of those Titans reaches a major population center, the casualty count will be in the tens of millions." [The Vanguard Initiative] "Jack is right about one thing," Harper said, turning to look at Sebastian. "Conven

Adrian said quietly. His eyes were locked on the rising disturbance. “The problem is what it was built to fight.” The sand exploded upward. A massive structure breached the surface. Metal. Dark. Layered in thick, reinforced plating that looked nothing like the guardians currently on the field. Those were precise. Efficient. Controlled. This waras war made solid. The Titan-class guardian rose slowly, its enormous frame unfolding from beneath the desert like a relic dragged out of a forgotten battlefield. Its limbs were heavier. Bulkier. Designed not for defense, but annihilation.

"I'm set on acquiring the Solar Titan Physique. To ensure success, I must act personally." Kendrick considered this and agreed, "Yes, the Solar Titan Physique is worthy of your direct involvement." Alberto flicked his robe. "We can't afford any delays. Let's depart immediately." 15 minutes later, several advanced aircraft ascended into the sky, vanishing into the clouds. This time, Alberto had assembled over a hundred warriors, all of whom were transcendents. Among them were more than a dozen peak transcendents, and even more impressively, two of these were seventh-rank peak transcendent warriors. These two were incredibly old, appearing almost lifeless, as if they were teetering on the edge

I just hoped he would take me seriously, I had no doubt she could hold her own; but did not want her to have to. We loaded up into the truck, it was an older beat up thing; but it had wheels and moved. Gas was in short supply so we only used the vehicles if we were sent out further, which we had been. Todd was driving, with Devon riding shotgun and the rest of us were piled in the back. Jason was keeping an eye out behind us, guns ready should he spot anything; and Devon was doing the same in the front. I was sandwiched in between Liam and Jason, all of our eyes scanning the horizon. We were one of the few teams who got sent a bit further out, trying to track the Nephilim and see where they

With the advantage in hand, even Titus' tone was no longer polite as he growled, "Get down on your knees and kill yourself, Frank Lawrence, and I'll let you have a pretty corpse." None of the bodyguards he brought were pushovers. Even Frank would have a hard time fighting over a hundred of them, and to make things worse, Titus was a full-fledged Birthright rank elite, while there were over a dozen other Birthright rank elites among his bodyguards.