Aemond Targaryen Sword Novels & Stories

At the very same time, Andariel was rejected by Alex’s body, and she tumbled to the ground. Her clothes were torn, and she looked absolutely petrified. There was a long and deep wound on her shoulder. A sword prodded out from Alex’s shirt and floated up mid-air, emitting a deadly aura. This sword was the Xavion Sword. The two demons trembled in fear as they saw the emperor’s sword. They couldn’t believe their eyes. Cydaea quickly came out from Jade’s body and knelt down with Andariel.

°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° PREVIOUSLY With that said, I ran into the battlefield without waiting for him to say anything. I went straight to prince Tyler who was about to kill my soldier and I blocked his sword with my pawns, I noticed the sword he is carrying 'seven star azure mystic dragon blade' the sword belonged to my ancestors but was stolen during my Father's reign, so it was in the hands of the vampires all this while, I must take it back me today.

- They nodded. "Good! Then I'll tell you a bit more about them." - He smiled at them, but unknown for everyone he was analyzing them quite meticulously. "There are 4 'Holy Swords' that were created by my father. Among them Caliburn is with Arthur Pendragon, a sword so powerful it's capable of breaking space, due to that same trait its the sharpest, and strongest." - He started to explain. "Durandal, is a sword that is the embodiment of power and destruction. It's said that the sword at its max is capable of cutting any defense. The current wielder is Xenovia." - At the mention of that name, everyone was surprised.

Hence, he said, “I will also have my men comb the city to look for him. If I get any information, I shall bring it to you.” After saying such, he immediately left the barracks. Castor, on the other hand, went into his room. He stood there staring at the sword displayed across from his bed. Its black scabbard was adorned with detailed carvings of the clouds seemingly intertwined with each other and was matched with the color of the hilt as well. Taking it from its original place, he unsheathed the weapon. It was a single-edged sword with its blade glinting under the sun where Emery’s name was carved rather carefully yet intricately. He had it personally made for her ever since their first swo

If the horses don't whinny, and that singer doesn't come poking around the garde "What about yo "I'll hide by the tree. He's probably alone. If he bothers me, I'll kill him. Go Hot Pie went, and Arya dropped her carrots and drew the stolen sword from over her shoulder. She had strapped the sheath across her back; the longsword was made for a man grown, and it bumped against the ground when she wore it on her hip. It's too heavy besides, she thought, missing Needle the way she did every time she took this clumsy thing in her hand. But it was a sword and she could kill with it, that was enoug

Hidden on the back of the painting were two swords she had hidden sometime ago along with other swords everywhere in the palace for situation like this " ah" a sharp pain hit Celeas back " what is it now?" She tryed to put her hand on her back, when she felt something wet " blood" Celea couldn't understand what was going on but she couldn't stop now. She had people she needed to protect Celea took the swords and went outside with the hope to find a witch to teleport her on the battlefield and there she was Andrea " Andrea!" Celea called and the witch turned to face were the voice was coming from

In other words "JOKER'. I threw my eyes at them, but it seemed to multiply their joy. I ignored them and occupied the empty place beside Orion. He overlooked me as well which I don't care about at all. He was cleaning his sword. This sword was hand forged from carbon steel. The pommel and crossguard are also solid carbon steel with highly polished copper, diamond-shaped inlays. The handle was wood wrapped in leather with a carved eagle in it. When I reached out and tried to touch the sword, Orion gently slapped my hand and prevent me from reaching near it.

‘What’s wrong with me this time? ‘Yeah right, besides that how that thing pulled me here? Anyway, I need to take it down soon. That devil must be really strong’ ’Okay, I will do this quickly so I can return to Aahva and go home.’ Abelard’s mainstay sword comes out of its scabbard. The scabbard is pitch black without any decoration, the hilt was carved with a unique horizontal engraving shaped like interlocking letters. There is a red jewel between the hilt of the sword and the sword. At the edges of the blade, it is very sharp and bluish silver, while the middle is gold and, when exposed to the moonlight, can emit a sparkling light.

X voice grew coldly. Isreal began laughing hysterically, as he unsheathed a long sword. “It seems as if you do not understand your place. I have you surrounded, surrender and I will spare your life, as Lord Henderson will decide you fate. He will be the god to judge you.” The sword Israel held was definitely finely crafted. The Sword was hand forged as the Damascus pattern resembled a calm river. The hilt was made of bronze and fitted with gold. No matter what quality his sword was, it will still rubbish before X’s translucent blade.

Now she was a woman he would be proud to call his Queen. “I have something for you,” he mumbled. Archer’s helper walked in with the sword he had formed for her wrapped in a black velvet cloth. “I had this made for you.” “What?” Adalia pulled away the cloth. Her jaw dropped as her fingers smoothed over the crystals on the black hilt. It was magnificent. “I love it.” Liora burst into the room a stern look on her face. “You are letting her fight,” it was an accusation more than it was a question.