Transformers: Prime Windblade Novels & Stories

The man took a deep breath before he removed his upper garments and stowed them in his car again. "Moon Goddess, please give us the strength to defeat our enemies." After Stefan finished praying, the man began to transform into his wolf form in front of everyone. Slowly, Stefan's figure was replaced by a large white werewolf. Its blue eyes seemed to stare coldly at everyone. The wolf began to howl, causing the Silver Pack members to get excited and begin to transform one by one.

shouted Bouldvar when Mar leapt towards him, aiming for his chest, but the tip of her saber was able to piece through it. “Whip Blade!” said Mar. A whip of fire flowed from the tip of her saber and went towards Boulvar’s crest, but the other blocked it with his arm. The Fire whipped around his arm, burning his sleeves, but it had no effect on the wind mage. He simply stepped back and pulled at the lieutenant. Mar hit the wall of wind, but would not let go of her saber. With a shout, she raised her left arm and smashed through the barrier with her fist, her outstretched arm, reaching for her opponent’s token, she was about to reach it too, when...

Shame this was evening happening to me. Unfortunatly, Damon moved to stand beside Ethan. “These are Twisted Blade push daggers. A tri-edge blade that spirals. Also known as a cyclone blade. They insure maximum damage with little effort. When used correctly, it will increase our killing effectiveness by 10%. Your opposite will bleed out before their wolf will be able to heal them.”

He hadn't seen it in a while within the WereCat Prides for a very long time and knew exactly what was going on between them. Blade stood at his study window and watched intrigued as a line of 4 black SUVs stopped out the front of the Den entrance. He then watched as the Shifter King escorted his Gamma along with the 2 Omegas and another Alpha Cheetah that he eventually recognised as Alpha Duke of the Vapor-Moon Pride, out to the SUVs. Blade turns and walks over to his desk, opens the drawer, picks up one of the burner phones he possesses, presses the only number programmed into it and returns to the window as he waits for it to be answered…

Alright, what a pain. “One second.” I opened my skill window and started scrolling. “Blade… blade… Oh, here it is.” [WIND BLADE]. Generic skill. I’ve seen this skill in a lot of animes and manga. But the upside is, I know exactly how this works. I clicked on the skill and motioned my hand at the chieftain. He was busy fighting with the human group that he didn’t notice us up here. “Wind blade.” Then I made a slashing motion, while imagining my blade to cut the chieftain’s head.

The handle of the blade was white and there was a green orb at the end. This green orb was the magic core of the Alpha Wind Spirit, the white fabric, and the metal wire used to make the handle and to hold the energy core in place on the pommel was made from the golden peacock's feather's strands and steam, respectively. This serves a secondary purpose of purifying the energy that's constantly being attracted and stored by the energy core.

Thinking about what had happened to the previous partner, Gabriel offered a silent moment of sympathy for this business partner who had presented Jason with the tickets to the Twilight Dance Company's performance. Gabriel took a deep breath, mentally preparing for Jason to throw a tantrum. Unexpectedly, not only did Jason pick up the ticket, but he even looked at it in detail. Although the ticket was quite huge, the design was extremely minimal. Other than the main information, there were no further distracting designs.

The Whirlwind Panther made it seem like he would attack Caelum, but in reality, it had set up a formation to trap Andrius. Countless wind blades transformed from the divine energy of an adult Whirlwind Panther, carrying immeasurable power, ensued. Andrius tried to block them with the Linebreaker Overlord, and even though he succeeded, each impact caused significant damage to his body. After several rounds of attack, Andrius’ immortal essence was depleting rapidly. He may have an abundance of wolf blood, but it could not keep up, and his condition was deteriorating. Bam! Finally, the Whirlwind Panther found an opportunity to hit Andrius with a wind blade, sending the latter crashing to the gr

It was a razor-thin, horizontal disc of absolute sub-spatial friction, hovering exactly four feet off the ground, stretching across the entire width of the avenue. The Prime Forge didn't slow down. Its automated Founder AI didn't recognize the sub-ether anomaly as a physical threat. The massive war machine rolled directly into the Phase-Blade at forty miles an hour. The sound was indescribablea horrific, screeching howl of heavy durasteel being unwritten from reality. The Phase-Blade didn't cut the Forge; it deleted the molecular bonds of anything that passed through it. The Forge’s massive front treads hit the blade and were instantly severed.

"He's changed hasn't he. I hadn't noticed it until the other night when you left. He lost control but not in the way that you think. You did something unexpected beyond his gaze and it infuriated him." "What are you talking about? Just tell me already," I raised my voice slightly, feeling frustrated and agitated. I just wanted somebody to say the words that I had been in denial about since the moment his knee connected with my father's skull. "Prime has awakened," he said the three dreaded words. "How do you know that," I asked slowly, watching the swirls of the mark on my arm. It vaguely resembled the at symbol but had more swirls that formed more letters. There was an 'a' and what looked l