Transformers Blurr Armada Novels & Stories

“Time for you to turn that Fed pawn into a Hegemony queen.” “Aye sir,” replied Rear Admiral Nehara. Enemy flak bounced off the Blade of Damocles’ armor as it maneuvered into optimal attack range. It swerved closer towards the swarm of slowly-disintegrating Federation ships from above, and angled its weapons towards its target with decisive precision.

ba Furiously through the barrage of armored trucks, Daryl struck down the convoys, freeing the captured hybrids in the process. The chapter ran for cover as the others death with the Vanity troops closing in. The Vanity agents each pulled out plasma charged rifles and fired toward Daryl. But Adrian flew above the carriage and projected a crimson beam of energy from her hands. In Seconds, a wall of ruby quarts was forged and absorbed the impact of the Vanity troops attack. “You’re welcome,” Adrian waved with a grin.

Gently, she cut into my wrist with the blunt knife, and suddenly I became less concerned about my sickness and more scared of dying from an infection. "Is it working?" I asked as blood dripped from my wrist and into the steel bowl beneath. "Camille?" "It might if you stop talking." She said with her eyes shut. I waited impatiently for something to happen and it was then I noticed the red powder on the blunt knife. "What is that?" I asked but by then whatever it was had started taking effect on me. I growled in pain as my bones snapped and my veins popped out. My Alpha eyes appeared and my sharp canines sprouted out. "What have you done?" I asked, struggling to resist the shift.

My eyes lifted to scan his face in total disbelief, yet the silver moonlight was casting a massive silhouette behind his frame, obscuring his exact expressions in darkness. “Secure your perimeter. My claws will dominate this clearing from this heartbeat forward.” Lucas violently propelled my mass backward. Then, swinging the spiked iron club with reckless, unhinged ferocity, he charged directly into the center of the rogue vanguard. Suddenly, the deafening roar of a modified military engine reverberated violently from the entrance of the gorge. An armored combat transport smashed through the brush, and dozens of elite, heavily armored pack-guards immediately deployed from the hull. “Warlord

The sea limbs stab into the wooden wall making their way up to the roof. Tegan looks for a moment watching her as a predator does with their prayer. The black ink that coats his right arm and some of the right side of his armor torso starts to boil like acid. He narrow's his eyes at the tendril on the ground and stabs it with his sword, sticking it in the ground. With his left hand, he plunges his gauntlet into the right arm or shoulder. The points of his finger link making a dent but then revealing through the shoulder itself making a screech on metal sound. He tears through the right side of his armor ripping it off and throwing it to the ground. Now his right side is bare, and the tarnish

Ruby sends up a howl, alerting our patrols on the border and our wolves in no man’s land that we’re heading towards them. Beside me and behind me, I can hear the sounds of wolves running at a gallop and I know that Raul, Bree and Dax have all shifted as well. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Bree and Raul switch places, so Bree is now beside me, with Dax on the other side and Raul is now behind me. Bree and Dax are flanking me, protecting their Alpha and Raul knew to make that swap with Bree without even being asked.

The man fell to the ground, gripping onto his bleeding legs. I heard an explosion in the distance and wondered if the entire army of both Heaven and Hell actually showed up. Everyone was in protective armor, even though we all healed quickly, it didn’t mean a flaming arrow to the chest felt good. Some fighters were laying there on the ground, and some of them teleported back to their own realm in defeat.

He remembered her words and without any thought, he darted out of the roots of the tree. Alex watched in calm as Weaver opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted when the motion of a red blur shot out from underneath the slightly uprooted roots of a tree. Weaver was about to give chase but was stopped by Alex, who gently bit down on his tail. "Do not give chase." Alex said firmly and Weaver pulled his ears to his head but nodded while looking into the direction the red blur had run in.

Warren managed to cut of his dominant arm. Adam screamed in pain, but there was no blood flowing from the wound. The heat from Warren's sword stopped the blood. Adam looked at his arm falling to the ground, but he didn't have time to react any more than that already. Warren was already charging his next attack. Adam used his speed to teleport a distance away, but to his surprise, Warren was already behind him. He moved substantially faster than what Adam did. Adam turned to run away, but Warren appeared in front of him again. It was almost as if he anticipated what Adam was about to do and acted before Adam could do it. Warren was unstoppable at that moment.

Steel crumpled, glass shattered, twisted metal screeched, and thick smoke billowed into the air. Armand fell to the ground. He had barely escaped, but shards of glass had cut his arm and face. The door of the attacking vehicle was pushed open. Black Garuda stepped out, his body covered in blood. His steps were unsteady, but his eyes were as sharp as knives. He looked at Armand. "Armand Wijaya..." His voice was hoarse. "This time, you got lucky." He spat out blood. "Be careful whenever you leave your house. I'll be watching you."