Undertale Guards Novels & Stories

A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth before disappearing almost instantly. “It won’t last.” I hated how relieved that tiny expression made me feel. I crossed my arms. “Fine. Kael. Start talking.” The wind shifted between us, colder now. “You know the story they tell about the Guardians?” he asked. I nodded slowly. “They’re chosen to protect the balance between creation and ruin.” “That’s the version meant for children.” Something uneasy twisted in my stomach. “What’s the real version?” Kael’s gaze lifted to mine again. “The Guardians were never meant to destroy ruin,” he said quietly. “They were created to contain it.”

“She needs you!” That gets his attention. Xander throws off the last creature, shifts fully into his wolf form, and charges toward me. His massive body knocks two more enemies out of the way. He stands beside me, panting, growling. I nod. We run. Lena races ahead, leading the way. Kael guards our back, slicing through anything that follows. The shadows…those strange misty guardians…surround us as we run, shielding us. We reach the tunnel just in time. Kael throws a glowing stone at the entrance and the ground shakes. The rocks collapse, sealing it behind us. Darkness swallows us whole.

“Hey, Hope. It’s good to have you home.” “I thought you said touching is bad,” Tanya says from beside me. Emlyn smiles and steps back. “Ms. Edwards, it’s nice to meet you,” she says, extending her hand. “Oh, fuck that. I’m hugging her,” Riley says, pulling Tanya into a hug. Tanya gives me a terrified look. “Luna Grace, and therefore her daughters Alphas Emlyn and Riley, are Guardians. The rules aren’t exactly the same for them,” I say.

Quickly swimming up to the girl and deftly climbing onto the bowl, the newt touched the belly of the dead. “Did you do it?” Chaos wheezed, smelling the scent of female blood that was stirring his nostrils “Of course, it’s not you. You don’t have such a strength,” he continued while calming down and examining the dead. It turned out to be one of the two-legged newts that Her Majesty had chosen as human shields to protect Imbra, the southern underwater garrison. Erida didn’t trust the people of Sorfmarán, and from year to year there were enough sea guards left in the south to respond with attack to attack.

The guards fanned out around him, their eyes scanning the surroundings, prepared to defend against any threat that might emerge. With a steady breath, Gerald invoked the ancient incantation he had acquired from his studies, his voice resonating through the clearing. The shrine responded, its stones shimmering with a faint blue light as a hidden mechanism was triggered. Slowly, the altar parted, revealing a hidden chamber concealed beneath.

At first, he sounds so childish but as he goes along you can feel the authority that comes out of him. “Nobody has been in the underworld other than the dead nor who came back other than our ancestors,” Ulric started, “As the future pack leader of the Emerald Gorge, we possess the ability to track the movement of the ground and rocks and we bear the scent of the beast that pounds the Earth. And during the ritual it was pronounced that I am the guardian of the underworld for the creatures of the middle realm,” Ulric murmured enough for everyone to hear. “You can already guess which power Arnou has since he is the remaining guardian, aside from you,” Amelia said since she knew Arnou will not s

The others all pursuing different leads and assisting in ways that lended more to their individual strengths, it only seemed right that Cazer should be left to confront the most infamously devious Guardian of the Alliance’s Gateways. Approaching the imposing form of the dark marble sarcophagus. Its sigils and etchings meant to ward off any unwanted visitors to the tomb, Cazer ran his fingers along the carvings just below the lid of the coffin. Counting them out slowly as he tried to recollect the knowledge that had been imparted onto him by his predecessor, his hand eventually stopped over the face of a shrieking gorgon. The mechanism, stiff from disuse, Cazer struggled at first to turn it o

Jack stepped out of the rift, flanked by Katherine and Marcus. "Nice place," Jack said, brushing some invisible dust off his Valkyrie-Apex armor. "A bit drafty. I think I'll be taking it over." Valerik’s eyes widened in sheer disbelief. "Sterling! Kill them! Kill them all!" Two dozen Elite Lunar Guards, heavily armored shock troops wielding anti-matter halberds, charged the trio. They were the absolute best Ouroboros had to offer, bred and trained in zero gravity. They didn't even make it halfway across the room.

Zane's intel was gold, Guild functions like a spiderweb of spies and assassins, headquartered here, full-moon meetings for rituals. The artifact's safe back at the palace, but we're here to dismantle them before they strike back. My fangirl heart races; this is off-novel territory, a boss battle I never read. Ardyn leads, his princely grace turned stealthy, emerald eyes sharp. "Stick to the plan, scout, strike when vulnerable." Kaelen's beside me, obsessive protectiveness in every glance, his hand brushing mine. Zane scouts ahead, rogue skills silent as shadows, amber eyes glinting with revenge.