Un Blindado Bien Escoltado Novels & Stories

These were the landscapers for the estate and would be taking care of the yard and outside chores. Blake motioned for everyone to enter the home and went to the built-in counter next to the kitchen for convenience until the proper chairs and tables arrived. When they were about to start with the presentations, a covered truck arrived, presumably to deliver the tables and chairs. When Susan was about to go out and scold them for being late, Blake quickly pulled her back inside and covered the front entrance with a highly condensed Qi Shield. The men exited the truck and let out a killing intent, and Blake caught a sense of the aura.

He had many questions about how her vocal projection ability worked, but he chose to observe for now. The third person was ranked #88. Zen didn’t know if they were male or female, but he introduced his mafia name as “Impenetrable Shield”. The human shield had a lab manufactured material fused with his bones. After the fusion, blades and bullets cannot do his bones any harm. This person was a walking human shield even if they still bled, and Zen was slightly horrified.

"We don't have five minutes. Purifier activity has increased across the region. If they discover Luna's location..." "Fine." I picked up Luna and grabbed our prepared bags. "Let's go." The armored vehicle was built like a tank. Reinforced walls, bulletproof windows, and magical dampening fields to prevent tracking spells. Luna sat between Adrian and me, holding both our hands. "It's going to be okay," I told her, not sure if I was trying to convince her or myself. "I know, Mama." She looked up at me with those too-wise silver eyes. "As long as we're together, we can handle anything. You taught me that."

The usual hum of the building's ventilation felt muffled and heavy. "Stay tight," the lead guard, a scarred veteran named Marcus, muttered, his hand instantly dropping to his holsters. We walked toward the armored Maybach waiting in the center lane. My heels echoed against the concrete—a sharp, confident sound that suddenly felt like a beacon. We were halfway to the car when the shadows moved.

They didn't have faces; their helmets were smooth, featureless domes of white plasteel. In their right hands, they held crackling, superheated plasma halberds. On their left arms, they projected massive, rectangular shields made of solid, hard-light energy. SYSTEM ALERT (HUD): PRAETORIAN GUARD (ELITE). THREAT LEVEL: EXTREME. "Ten hostiles! Heavy armor, energy shielding!" Ren shouted, resting the barrel of his spectral pistol on the edge of the marble desk. "I've got the vanguard!" Leo yelled. He stepped out from behind the pillar, planting his feet wide. He raised the heavy machine gun and held the trigger down.

Elias said the only safe place was his penthouse so how was this house okay? “Safe enough like the penthouse. I'll stay to help watch for you. Plus there's always the den less than a mile away. The pack is sworn to follow me despite their personal opinions and Andre is sworn to protect you. It might sound like there's a traitor in the pack but there are far more willing to protect you than hurt you. Especially if we convince them you and I are together.” “We-”

The masks were our shield, the anonymity our armor. I moved through the safehouse with deliberate steps, checking entrances, exits, and security monitors. Eli had briefed me extensively before I left, reviewing the night’s plan, ensuring I knew every route and contingency. His presence, even from a distance, gave me a sense of reassurance. He had been the constant in our lives, the protector who ensured that Dante, Dahlia, and Delaney remained safe.

“Stay sharp. This is our first real test. No mistakes.” Luca’s eyes softened just for a second, the faintest trust flickering there. “I’ve got you,” he said quietly. Ghost didn’t answer. He didn’t need to. They both knew the weight of those words. The distant sound of engines finally reached them. Shadows moved along the road three trucks, heavily armored, headlights dimmed as the convoy crept toward the choke point. Ghost signaled with a hand. The Serpents spread out along the cliffs, rifles and pistols at the ready, communication through subtle gestures and hand signals.

Jillie I sat in the front row with Jarren and about fifteen guards surrounding us. It was the first time we’d ever had to have protection around us, other than our royal wedding. Well, it was the first time that I could actually see them. Jarren informed me that they were there every time we went out or I went out without him and other people around. It was cold in the building, and even with all of the people surrounding me, it was still freezing, probably because their body temperatures were in the fifties.

Henry added, “The full-body armor will have to be lightweight but strong enough to block the touch that drains your life. We can coat it in special salts to dull the magic’s edge.” I glanced around the room, feeling the weight of their words. “And the ear plugs?” “They’re enchanted shells,” Jordan explained. “Wear them before you get close. They’ll block the siren songs, but only for limited time. We’ll need to move fast.” Elijah’s dark eyes flicked to me, then Dylan. “I want to go in with you two." Dylan’s lips twitched in a rare, slight smile. “Fine by me. The more firepower the better.”