Anime Sword Draw Novels & Stories

Adrian burst into ripples of laughter as he kept the iron stamp aside and picked up a Japanese Katana, his favorite toy of all time. He unleashed it and trailed his fingers on the edge of the blade which was extremely sharp and his lips curled into a smile…. “This is one of the best Katana in Japan and as you can see it's extremely sharp… You either give me what I want, else I'm gonna slice off your manhood with just one slice…” Adrian calmly spoke without sparing him a glance…

Adrian burst into ripples of laughter as he kept the iron stamp aside and picked up a Japanese Katana, his favorite toy of all time. He unleashed it and trailed his fingers on the edge of the blade which was extremely sharp and his lips curled into a smile…. “This is one of the best Katana in Japan and as you can see it's extremely sharp… You either give me what I want, else I'm gonna slice off your manhood with just one slice…” Adrian calmly spoke without sparing him a glance…

The blame that he is putting on anyone and especially towards HIM, is making everything fun in HIS eyes. “Then, let’s see about that.” HE accepts the challenge from the little boy whose image resembles both of the prominent two. His hair is a mix of purple and crimson colored eyes, and deep magenta colored hair. The resemblance that anyone wouldn’t even dare to have a second guess about his identity. “Tsk!” Haru clicks his tongue and made his stance. Putting everything of what he learns from his father, he draws his sword from his chest, after drawing a pentagram of his gate, and immediately attacks the enemy that he doesn’t even exactly know.

"Like I'm a pawn for you to control?! I didn't sign up for this costume party to be an errand boy! I have my own reasons for being here, and I'm no attack mage! You got beefy over there take him instead!!!" He said, pointing at the large framed figure on the throne. " Kanchi Asobi is a Holy Shoutorin artist. He doesn't fight anymore!!!" The figure snapped back at him. The figure walked over to the candelabra and dripped his blood over it once more.

Even the katana in his hand was cut into two pieces. Clank. Clank. Clank. Rock Field and his broken katana fell to the floor one after another. This was Ryosuke’s well-known move in the entire Japanese Ninja Skills world, the quick draw technique. It was fast, fierce, and accurate. The opponent usually could not see the moves. At the moment of drawing the sword, the opponent’s life was taken away. Ryosuke slowly put the sword back into the scabbard and said to himself, “Dad, this is the first enemy I killed with my own hands. There will be the second and third, until all Iga Ninjas are killed!”

I need my sword. Reaching behind my back, I feel the cool, smooth texture of my marking shift beneath my fingers. There’s a brief moment where the ink pulses, almost as if it’s alive, before it solidifies into the hilt of my sword. I draw it out, feeling the familiar weight settle into my hand. The blade hums with energy, a glowing blue that pulses in time with my heartbeat. This sword is mine, a part of me, born of my blood and soul. Athena’s gift, forged from my very essence.

Quickly after that came a frightening realization. ‘The Harusame family’s most powerful attack—the Full Bloom! ‘It is also Kenzo’s most powerful technique, and the reason why the swordfighter community in Japan recognize him as the best swordfighter in the nation. ‘Crap, this is bad!’ Ash finally realized the danger but it was too late. His body remained rooted to the ground even though his brain tried desperately to evade the incoming blow. The single glint from the blade turned into two, and then four, and then eight… as it proliferated into countless terrifying glimmering blades.

The drow squirmed in pain and Minos swung the handle of his sword and smacked it's pommel right into the drow's temple. The drow staggered back before dropping and kneeling. Minos then grabbed his head and smashed it on his knee. Feeling groggy, the tall draw struggled to stay upright. Minos kicked his sword arm and his blade fell, clattering away across the floor. "See, now I'm taller than you." Minos said. He raised his blade up, ready to thrust it's pointy end down on his opponent's shoulder blade when he felt something tugged on his belt. Minos failed to notice the drow pull out Rei's dagger from his waist, and all his eyes managed to see was him using it to stab his thigh.

Evading them are not the right thing to do now. They cannot hide on the trunk of the trees either, since the arrows can penetrate it. "Sword art tenth form; dragon's scale" Nicholai chanted. E.J's eyes fixed to Nikki who slashes all the arrows in such extravagant speed. The arrows he slashes are been reflected back to where it came from. This is the first time, he seen Nikki, used its ability. *sword art: it is an art applicable to those being who are exceptionally true weilder of sword. An art where you can perform magic with a sword.*

A long slit formed on his face, he wipes the blood that draws with his hand, and he looks at me furiously. "You... aaaaargh" He didn't finish, he lunged at me drawing another kunai from his back. I docked, allowing his kunai to pass just above my shoulder, then I position my dagger in front of me and throw myself to him with all my force. The moment his body made contact with mine. He froze, groaning, he drop his kunai and sweeping his gaze down to my hand, which held my dagger. It was buried deep in his stomach.