Unscramble Shield Novels & Stories

Something unbreakable. Something ready to rise.

He doesn’t like that answer. But he accepts it. Later, alone in my chambers, my hands shake. I grip the edge of the table until the tremor passes. Tyla watches me from the doorway, saying nothing. She’s learned when silence is support. “I don’t know who I am if I’m not the shield,” I say finally. She steps closer. “You’re still the shield.” “Then why does it feel like I’m letting things through?” “Because shields don’t stop weather,” she replies gently. “They stop blades.”

Strung upon a delicate, unbreakable silver chain, it carried a faint, comforting scent of dried lavender and ancient earth. "It is a protective seal," Rowan explained, his smooth fingers gently lifting the heavy medallion from the velvet. "In the old days, the women of the Shield wore these to safeguard their bodies and the lives they carried within them. It rejects the ambient pressure of dominant auras. It ensures that no shadow, no matter how ancient, can ever force its way into your space again."

I felt my bones groaning, my muscles screaming as I acted as the lightning rod for a fleet’s worth of destruction. But I didn't break. When the smoke cleared, the Shield was still there. But it wasn't just a wall anymore. It had shaped itself into a dome, glowing with a soft, pulsing violet that reflected the neon lights of the slums behind us. I looked back at the people. The Scrappers weren't bowing anymore. They were standing. They were picking up pieces of rubble, arming themselves with rusted pipes and hacked pulse-rifles. They saw the Shield, and for the first time in the history of Aethelgard, they weren't afraid of the sky.

We are only able to put a shield around a single person at a time, but with both Kora and I, whatever was about to happen, we could shield Abby even more if we work together. “You create the shield and I’ll strengthen it, okay?” She said and I nodded again. Kora knew that I was fragile right now looking at Abby like this and that she would have to be the one to strengthen the shield. To anyone else, the shield would be invisible, but whoever made the shield was able to see it, “Okay, there,” I told Kora once I saw the thin veil around Abby. Kora put her hands up and I saw the sheer veil of a shield begin to thicken, looking almost as if it turned to glass. Abby looked like a rose that was be

He thought he would get back at Shawn with a better plan, but right now, escape would be the best option. Matthew approached Shawn and said, "Let him go, Shawn; first, we need to help Clara." Shawn moved towards Clara but was again stopped by the invisible shield. He looked towards Sybil and screamed, " Get rid of this shield now." Sybil recovered from her shock and chanted the spell to remove the protective shield. Shawn tried again and did not feel any resistance. He ran towards Clara and tried to wake her up. After a few minutes, she got up and saw Shawn standing in front of him.

After doing what he said I heard him whisper, "Now open your eyes." I opened them and I was surprised to find my self-surrounded by a barrier shield. "Well done the power coping is done. The shield barrier can be commanded using your brain and it also becomes present when it senses you are in danger like when an object is being thrown at you. To shield your mind, just think about your mind being shielded and the shield barrier will do so." He told me while I was busy examining my shield barrier that totally surrounded me. It had a colorless color and its texture was like touching iron metal but stronger.

Blue energy tightened around them. Then the ancient voice echoed. "THE SHIELD SACRIFICES." Silence. Then: "THE SHIELD PROTECTS." The cages shrank further. Then: "WHO WILL YOU CHOOSE?" Then Ava pointed at the cages. Then: "Okay." Pause. Then: "We need a plan." Honestly? Fair. Very fair. Reasonable honestly. Then Henry adjusted his glasses. Then: "The cages are linked." The Third Crown pulsed. Truth. Then Thomas saw it.

For a weak spot, the shield was pretty holding up— “False alarm,” whispered Hera. As another bullet pierced through one of the warrior’s skull, the part where they were mostly pounding cracked with a resounding crunch, and Hera had to move back when a small fragment of the shield plummeted toward her she barely escaped it, though she was mildly interested what would happen if it pierced through her skin. “Back out a little, guys. The shield might be invisible, but if it’s destroyed, it becomes a lethal glass that destroy anyone who’s pierced by it from within.”

"Shield." She lifted her trembling hands. Shadows coiled, and the air thrummed with silver light. The shield flared up, and a soft glow went around the circle. She held it for a minute before her knees buckled. "Hold." Her teeth clenched. Sweat poured down her temple. "Hold, Aisla!" The shield wavered and flickered like a flame in storm winds. She screamed, and the shield burst outward. The stones rattled, and she collapsed onto her knees.