Transformers Blurr Armada Novels & Stories

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

"Lulla!" Lulla completely ignored Frans' shout as she moved to block Erika's attack again. This had been going on for about an hour. Erika continued to attack Lulla blindly, while Lulla used all her skills to withstand the woman's attacks. After her special bullets run out, Lulla pulls out a special sword that is useful for fighting supernatural creatures. Lulla's efforts to hold out for the sake of the people in her pack were truly commendable. Lulla should have been just a hybrid creature with useless support powers in a fight. But because of her effort and stubbornness, Lulla had been the one to withstand Erika's attacks the longest.

I inquire, my voice betraying a hint of concern. "Yes, Alpha," Davis confirms, his expression grim. "But this time, there's an additional element. The victim was not only tortured but also shot." My heart skips a beat at his words. "What type of bullets?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper. "Silver," Davis replies, his voice filled with a somber tone.

It was eerie hearing the sound of two Guardians and their wolves speaking together. There was no excitement, no fear in their voices, only an acknowledgement that the war was about to begin. I felt Leana’s power, combined with Riley’s push out and away from us and I heard the screams as the wave of power rolled over the castle, turning the first group of vampires to dust. I leaped into the battle a moment before Clint and Alpha Leonardo did. As one, the three of us created a barrier in front of Leana and Riley while they pulled on their power to strike again.

The army that was swarming around him was being constantly annihilated. As he slashed his way toward Imada, Tyr realized that he was less than five meters away from the latter. Tyr took a close look at Imada’s appearance at this point. He was encased in that armor like a tortoise encased in its shell. Imada appeared to be both funny and strange in his eyes. “Fight!” Imada spoke again in an eerie tone. His entire body suddenly bulged up dozens of times in the blink of an eye, as if he possessed the superpower of size enhancement.

He swung his arms. The blades were severed within his proximity. To the bystanders, all they could see were white steam erupting at pockets around Logan. The golden wing-blades could cut through anything. "What the fuck is that?!" Adolf retreated in rage. He had convinced himself that his previous knockout was a surprise loss from underestimating his foe, but this attack shattered his confidence. Two fresh tears stained his clothing near his chest, with faint traces of blood visible from his deep paper-cut gashes. Adolf could have been torn apart if he had retreated a few seconds later despite wearing energy armor for protection.

It immediately recalculated its threat assessment. The two massive Solaris-Class Dreadnoughts pivoted their main batteries away from our city and aimed directly at the descending black monoliths. "Get down!" Dax roared, throwing his weight against me as we pressed into the shadow of the fallen Avatar's golden chassis. The Sunburst Armada unleashed hell. Thousands of superheated plasma bolts, kinetic railgun slugs, and thermal missiles launched upward, painting the sky in a blinding display of humanity's peak destructive power.

Iris said, and Roger nodded. “Now, Arman, Dominic, Stavros… I need to have a balance of all the armed forces available… We need to know the headcount and level of training. Teams and designated commanders for each group,” I said, and they nodded. “Just so you know, in my realm we have worked on a special armour…” Dominic surprised me, “It is light and quite effective, but it is bulletproof, leaving very few vulnerable spots for our guys to get hit with a bullet… in this case, the serum,” he informed me, and I smirked.

JENNA’S POV Alex stood before us, his formal ceremonial attire highlighting his powerful frame. The traditional blindfold that usually covered his sightless eyes was absent. His gaze, once empty, now held a startling clarity as he looked directly at me. "Jenna, you are breathtaking today." "You can see me?" I whispered in disbelief. "Release her, Carrick. What exactly are you attempting?" Alex's words came simultaneously with mine. Carrick looked between us in shocked confusion.

Never untrained. His hand reached back Gripping the old silver blade mounted along the chamber wall. The same one. From before the fall. Before the war. Before everything. He moved. The blade flashed. Silver cut through synthetic flesh. The creature staggered Then adapted. Of course it did. “They learn,” Elara warned. “I know.” Adrian ducked another strike, driving the blade upward into the Alpha’s throat. It collapsed. But the others Closed in. Too many, Too fast. And Adrian Was no longer untouchable. A strike landed. Hard. Across his side.