Transformers: Armada Characters Novels & Stories

said Ardcore, the bearded elderly leader of the Nexus as they drive back their enemies with their mystical machinery-. The archers of the fleet, Benny the dreadlocked crusader, and her companion Flixx, the four armed-elf, fired their arrows at the oncoming invaders-. Although many of their arrows pierce a few dragon wings, the kaiju soon make their way to the grounds underneath the castle, -gathering their troops to purge the city of its royal family-. " Ardcore! They have landed on the castle grounds, -” shouted Benny. " Enter the castle, -” Ardcore said.” we must protect the throne. - ”

"Kaelor?" Aradaa stumbled forward. The figure was huge, suspended in a central pod of luminescent slime. It was a beast, but not the one Aradaa knew. This version was "Optimized." Glowing blue interface tubes were stitched into his spine and neck, pulsing with the ship's data. His fur was matted with scales, and his muscles had been warped to withstand the crushing weight of the trench. "Kaelor, wake up! It’s me!" Aradaa slammed his gloved hand against the glass.

"Why the heck do you keep calling me boss? Stop that." "Boss, you saved me earlier, I am just trying to respectful." Vance replied, "Also, you haven't told me your name, boss. I also don't think I have seen you before." "..." The armored man abruptly paused and didn't say anything. "Boss, I understand if you don't want to tell me your name... and if you don't like it, I can call you something else. Even an alias is fine." This armored-man was no-one else but Creed wearing his armor type Soul Armas: 'Slither-Hide' that he got from killing the 'Shuma Slither'.

the guy complained, “You’ll get mobbed! For sure!” “Don’t worry, we’ll take care of that stuff,” Johan replied. “I’m Johan, that’s Dorin, Margarette and Lilith, and you?” “I’m 2nd lt. Grayson!” Lilith piped in. “I-I’m Sgt. Matthew Owen...” said the new recruit, “elemental weapons... master class...”

No, they touched down like cats do, quietly and wrongly. Through the haze, the Crimson Armada showed up, full on. There had to be fifty of them, maybe more. Sleek dark leather armor, pale skin like marble, and eyes that burned with a sharp, blood-red glow. Their bodies moved with this twitchy, awful speed, like predators on a bad speed setting, locked onto prey. In front of it all stood a tall vampire, all aristocratic posture, gripping a wicked, curved scythe. He drew in that freezing air, his red gaze snapping straight to where we were hiding.

Luna Zira looks out at all of us, meeting our gazes - speaking to us all. The Alpha wraps an arm around her, pulling her towards him as he speaks one last time. "You are all dismissed. Return to your duties. We will not allow this inconvenience to stall us much longer." A wave of his aura washes over us all, securing us in a net of safety. I never thought about it before, but it seems Alpha's are magical. I look up at Rhory as the announcements end, seeing his eyes already glazed over. "Rhory?" Rhory frowns, looking down at me. "Sorry Elesi. I need to report for duty. It seems all hands on deck. Rain check?"

Instead, his eyes shifted behind him as if motioning me to take a look. That's when I noticed the others, Alpha Gideon, his arm in a sling. Beta Elias with a bandaged forehead. Dozens of battered warriors with hollow eyes. Among them, their lunas, their Betas and Gammas, with their pack members. Their expression grim, dirt and exhaustion covering them like a second skin. Some carried wounded, others wore torn clothing and burns. The night air turned to ice in my lungs. I turned back to Adrian, panic rising. “What… what is this? What’s going on?”

She captured city leading warriors of her own, her legacies are too much to mention but this is sure. Iceland is lucky to have with them, The Glowing Angel, Angelina Martha De Angelos!" He wrapped up. The round of applause was tremendous. I then said, "thank you all, but this would not be possible without everyone around me. Villains, lovers, and friends, from L to Yagami, Darius, Ariel, Williams of Greenland, Alex the horse tamer, Maltida my dearest one, Tomo my most trusted adviser. The Artemis squad, Sangeeta, Julie and Isabelle, the leader of Montul, Gord, and so much more.

"Alpha Aidan, Beta Keith, Gamma Phenrix, I come before you as summoned. How may I be of help, please?" Aidan, sat at the head of an intricately carved oak table, his gaze piercing and filled with an unreadable emotion. Beside him, Beta Keith exuded an air of controlled strength, while Gamma Phenrix radiated loyalty and reliability. Amara kept her eyes lowered, waiting for them to acknowledge her presence.

Emily's proximity served as a potent reminder of our unbreakable connection, our destinies intertwined as we confronted this despicable adversary intent on claiming what he had no right to. The challenge ignited with a primal snarl, a proclamation of our unyielding defiance. Claws unsheathed, fangs exposed, we lunged into action. Emily's graceful movements exhibited precision and elegance while I harnessed the primal might inherent to my Alpha status. The room transformed into a battlefield, a symphony of snarls and growls blending with our own. Emily's swiftness and accuracy impressed me; it was evident that Ian had trained her well, shaping her into a true Luna in her own right. Alpha Rich