Voltron Pieces Novels & Stories

"The reason you came to my Platinum Casino must be because you're ready to pass your position in Earth Hall back to my son, correct? If that's the case, I don't mind accepting it. But if it's something else, my apologies then. I don't have the strength to care about anything else now that I'm too worried about my son." Zeon gave Clarion a dry smile. "You do understand what she's talking about, right? Now, quickly give us the power over Earth Hall. That way, we have some room for discussion. Otherwise…" Then, Zeon put something thumb-sized on the coffee table. Quite a few people raised their eyebrows when they saw what it was. It was the Martial Art Weapon, Thunderblast! That bastard really w

He didn't throw a punch; he simply drove his open palm forward, unleashing the residual kinetic pressure stored in the relic's lattice. The resulting shockwave didn't just warp the air—it shattered the rain. A massive, concussive wall of invisible force slammed into the enforcer phalanx with the speed of a freight train. Riot shields splintered like cheap glass. Heavily armored soldiers were lifted completely off their feet, thrown backward into the concrete pillars and supply crates like discarded toys. The path to the VTOL was instantly cleared. "Move! Move! Move!" Torin roared, laying down a burst of suppressive fire into the catwalks above to keep any remaining snipers pinned down.

It teetered and fell face-first into the dirt. Meanwhile, Valerius was busy dismantling the Hammer Titan piece by piece. He was a whirlwind of violence, tearing hydraulic lines like licorice whips. He ripped the head off the machine and threw it at the wall. "Who is the copy now?" Valerius panted, standing on top of the ruined chassis, chest heaving. Only the Flamethrower Titan was left. It swung its nozzle toward me, trying to get a lock through the strobe lights.

I want to know if it was the same thing from a time before. “It’s called Piece.” “It’s a piece.” I knew it. That figure that looks like a puzzle piece is Piece. I know it doesn’t make any sense at all calling that piece a Piece. It’s weird, but that girl I knew before is weird enough to call her dog Doug.

Viper and a Ravaged scout moved in a pincer maneuver, distracting the beast's many eyes, while Mako and Rat used their bulk to anchor its massive tail. But our claws and teeth were doing nothing. The Chimera’s hide was too thick, the oily skin sliding away from our strikes. It swiped a massive, clawed limb, sending Cane sprawling into the limestone. "The cases!" Torin roared, shifting back to human form for a split second. "The gear! Use it!" He didn't wait for permission. Torin kicked open the matte-black Thorne case. He grabbed a Sonic Disruptor in one hand and a Flash-Freeze canister in the other. He didn't know the technical specs, but he knew what "Off-Switch" meant.

He was worried that it would be difficult for him to recover in a short time. “Tyr, now that the Willbreaker is broken, only the Celestial Blade in your hand is still intact. Do you want to trade in your Celestial Blade for the Cooter Armor?” Vulcan asked again. “Of course I do,” Tyr replied in a weak voice. “All right.” When Ralf and the others heard Vulcan and Tyr talking, their expressions changed dramatically. Ralf was about to barge into the atelier and forcibly take the Cooter Armor when Vlad stopped him. He said, “Since I’ve lost the bet, I shall admit my defeat.”

Said Cornelio. “What?!” “R-really?” Squad 44 don’t believe Cornelio giving that. “Of course.” Said Cornelio easily. SLT-Toner is one of precious catalyst Toner because of hard to find the ingredient, catalyst Toner is used to boost up Encoded Weapon’s ability. “It doesn’t last long so use it well.” Said Cornelio. “Y-yes, sir! Thank you very much!” said them. “Alright! Front line preparation is completed, for the back line we just need to stay sharp with Varniant movements. If we were lucky, we wouldn’t get any incoming attack. But if something happened, use your imagination.” said Cornelio.

When he was within arm reach, he heard the snapping of bones and turned to see all the bones scattered around had began to form as a complete sekelon. "You can not take the bones of Lucifer away from here." They said together and attacked. Tharollin roared as black wings stretch wide behind him, two black horns coming out of his forehead, his hand began to form a sword. He charged at them. His mind was on Avonmora, he hopes his father had kept to his words.

The metal of the chassis turned gray and brittle, frost spreading rapidly from Tristan's hand. The massive machine crumpled like a tin can, falling to its knees, then tipping over with a heavy, lifeless crash. Tristan stood there, steam rising from his body. He looked at his hand. Arcs of red electricity—the mech's lifeblood—danced between his fingers before being absorbed into his skin. He turned to the group. His expression was blank, terrifyingly serene. "It's clear," he said. Vane looked at the pile of scrap metal. "Remind me never to arm wrestle you."

fighting against an unyielding beast. The Bloody Red Humanoid figure flashed downwards and thrust the trident downwards to cut through the neck of his foe. BOOM! However, the trident made contact with the ground and crashed into the already over-labored Continent crust. The sheer force of the impact tore through the crust and shattered the Continent's core which exploded the Continent and scattered it about into numerous million fragments. However, from the million pieces of the shattered Black Water Continent, a fog of black energy congregated into a human shape of a black man.