Voltron Pieces Novels & Stories

He held two short, heavy trench blades, his dark eyes locked onto the titan's exposed neck joint. He leaped onto the titan's bent left thigh, using the titan's own armor plating as a ladder, driving his right blade straight toward the gap between the titan's helmet and gorget. The titan slammed his massive iron gauntlet upward, catching Tristan's blade in his palm. The steel snapped in half with a loud CLANG. With a brutal twist of his wrist, the titan grabbed Tristan by the front of his tactical harness, hoisting him off his feet, and slammed him face-first into the stone floor. Tristan went limp instantly, his head bouncing off the blue ice, blood pooling beneath his dark hair.

"Don't bring up that heartless daughter of mine. After I scolded her that day, she stormed off in a huff. Fine! If she loves the life of a rogue so much, then let her stay out there forever and die!" Evan nodded in agreement. "Right. We wouldn't want to disrupt Linda's recovery." Nathan came out of the kitchen, carrying a bowl of spirit fruit salad. He chuckled and said half-jokingly, "So, have you decided when you're dissolving the mate bond with Connie? If some strong, handsome werewolf snatches up Linda, you'll regret it for the rest of your life." Evan's cheeks flushed as he whispered, "I came to check on Linda today, but I was also planning to talk about that."

"When I found out that my body isn't broken as it seemed to be." Keron's eyes were still glued at the video game. He made a fist with his right hand and pumped it in front of his face. The gesture was recognized by his Battle Gear's sensors, prompting it to detract his headgear and release his head. Cool air from the room's air conditioner embraced his bare face. His features were typically islandic Tritonite--dark tan, glowing light blue eyes, tribal tattoos and a shaven head. The insignia of their tribe was imprinted on his left cheek: a snake encircling his left eye like a cane.

“I can’t believe that you recognize them. But yes, you’re right it’s them, your beloved team. Who knew that they would make the perfect bodyguard?” I was breathing heavily from anger. At Ylgarr’s side lay the fully exposed first piece of the triton.- the Fork. Three golden spearlike shapes protruded from a single rod. The middle spear was longer than the other two and has this seemingly serpentine kind of pattern running along with it. I grabbed it from the ground and once again felt the familiar connection that I have with it. My strength, spirit, and powers felt amplified upon the contact. A cough broke me from my thoughts only to see that Ylgarr tried to escape from me while I was distrac

Silvester came off the board, followed by Bow and his men, then the horses. “Do we really need them?” Tristan asked Silvester as the men took the two bolt-throwers down the wide plank towards the shore. He found them similar to metal carriages as the crew tied them to the horses. “In places like this, we’ll need all the means of survival we can get.” “But dragonfire will melt them easily.” “They’re titanium,” Bow cut in, “We’re not fools, boy. We know very well what we’re dealing with.” Tristan rolled his eyes, then he turned around. A massive volcano stood far ahead of them, surrounded by a vast tropical forest. They entered and Tristan immediately sensed beasts in their area.

"This guy isn't trying to pull a trick, is he? Will it reassemble itself on the spot?" After all, it was something Victor had never seen before. It was the first time Victor had seen something disintegrate on its own. Victor kicked the cannon barrel on the ground. It was a bit disgusting, so Victor wanted it away from him. After kicking the cannon barrel away, Victor rummaged through the parts on the ground with his feet. Unfortunately, his search was not fruitful. Although the mech also had an engine and other equipment, they had all broken down into parts after it disintegrated, with no salvageable item whatsoever.

It wasn't a drone. It was a man. Dante Thorne stood at the edge of the courtyard, his "Void-Titan" armor completely gone, his body covered in the gray ash of the unmade world. He didn't have his wings, and his red eye was gone—but in his right hand, he held a massive, jagged piece of the Vane-Absolute’s steering column. A piece of rusted iron from the old world. He didn't look at my father. He didn't look at the towers. His grey eye locked onto me, and for the first time in this reset reality, a slow, dangerous smile spread across his face.

"Yes, but don't you panic. Senior Fremont made the ninth dragon cauldron, and he can destroy them just as easily. He's imprinted his spirit onto all nine of the broken pieces, and they all contain real dragon aura. If you manage to find any of the pieces, you'll be able to form a connection with it. Once you've collected all nine pieces, you can use your dragon aura to conjure the ninth dragon cauldron, and Senior Fremont will show up to guide you." "But…" Wilbur gritted his teeth. Perry's words were clear enough, but Wilbur found it hard to accept the fact that the ninth dragon cauldron had been broken into nine pieces. After all, Wilbur had worked hard to collect eight of the cauldrons, an

His eyes instantly lit up. "Andrew! Are you here to help me? I knew you wouldn't abandon me!" After hearing my name, Josie looked surprised. She walked toward me quickly. When she saw the medical report in my hand, she instinctively asked, "Why are you here? Did your wound not heal properly?" Just as she reached for my report, Alex wrapped his arms around hers. "Andrew, Josie told me that although our organ match is high, there's still a problem. I'm still missing a sperm duct to have normal reproductive function.

continued Evania nodding her head for quite a couple of times. The scorpion demons squirted out their black liquid from their tails. The black liquid formed into quite a lot of knives, daggers, and wands. The knives, daggers and wands were seen whizzing so quickly and undetectably towards Hades Voltario. Hades Voltario jumped up to the air. He managed to avoid all those knives, daggers and wands for a little while. The similar knives, daggers, and wands were still chasing and chasing behind him. Hades Voltario carried on jumping and running everywhere his feet could take him, throughout the whole parking lot.