Anime Sword Draw Novels & Stories

".…5...…. I hate it when someone doesn't listen to my orders…Iai….Roaring Dragon…" I don't really have to say the technique that I'm using, but for some reason, I wanted to, well since I already stick to an anime move why not just do it all the way. There are a few militias before me that held their weapons, since the count already up to 5, I have to stay true to my words. Just like in the movies/anime using the fast drawing sword techniques, I unleash 15 consecutive strikes on each person. As I sheathed my swords the militias start to falls one by one.

He had to consider who he was fighting for. The thoughts that were spinning through his mind suddenly came to a grinding halt. Without saying a word, Alex reached his right arm over his shoulder. The sword sheathed on his back was not like a normal blade. He crafted it himself with precise ingenuity. On the hilt of the sword, a small handle stuck outward from the side. Alex grabbed hold of the handle and pulled the sword from his back. The blade itself was rather short, only a little over fifteen inches in length. Attached from the bottom end of the hilt was a series of firm, leather straps, which Alex quickly fitted along his arm just above his elbow. Alex had been taught from day one that

Sasuke yelled Naruto's eyes shot out in two streams of brilliant light, and a huge longsword appeared in the palm of his hand. "Wind and Fire Strike, Spiral Shuriken," a sword that stabs the Ant King's weak spot. "Boom!" A mushroom cloud rises. "Not bad, even I can't help but praise you guys for actually hurting me" It could be seen that the Sky Ant King's abdomen was already bloody where it connected to his chest. 'It's over,' the exhausted crowd flashed a flash of despair

My crazy bride. Her palms go flat on the table and I think she might attack me at any moment. "Are you quite finished?" she demands. She's glorious in her anger and it only makes me laugh harder. She's a pint-sized human nothing with a sharp blade and a sharper attitude. She jumps from the chair and draws her sword. She doesn't have time to blink before I've removed it. Flipping it over, I test its weight on my palm.

Andy’s desire to kill him was arrogant beyond belief, and Adrian had no intention of showing any mercy. In an instant, the entire sky trembled. It was a breathtaking and terrifying sight. Adrian’s Soul Devouring Sword appeared in his hand. The blade was coated in streaks of blood, the crimson liquid surging out wildly, its power indescribable and awe-inspiring. Adrian’s expression turned slightly grim. The overwhelming power felt as though it could annihilate everything in its path. It looked as if a terrifying killing intent was spreading from him, divine lightning crackling down like ferocious dragons tearing through the sky.

He said and I just sighed waiting for the next instruction. "I think your fingers are gripping it quite properly so its time for you to draw your sword. But make sure you don't place much labour on you arms or shoulders so they are not out of balance after drawing your sword." He instructed and I subconsciously removed my fingers from the hilt and wrapped it on the hilt again and I was about swinging it out when his hands pressed down on my index.

'Why are there so many people out there that don’t appreciate their lives? "Swoosh!" A glint of light was seen, and the Dragon Slaying Saber was swung. "Ching!" The Dragon Slaying Saber clashed with the epee of the Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsman, and the latter was smashed into pieces. What!!! The Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsman was appalled. He had not thought that Lucas owned such a terrifying blade. He took another glimpse at the blade in Lucas' hands and saw that it was giving off a cold light. Furthermore, the blade had a five-clawed bloody dragon engraved on it. It was as though the roar of a dragon could be heard whenever the blade was swung.

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 design and add-ons I added to my paper was: Sword - I want it to be as light weight as possible (Mahirap kung mabigat ang isang espada. - Has a firm and sharp blade, unbreakable, if possible. - The designs I want it to have is black veins on the handle, the crest on the middle should be diamond shaped and color white. Add-ons - May tube sana sa handle na maliit, like hindi makikita pero meron, so I can put my ability through that papunta sa sword. (This’ll be a great move when in a close-range fight, by using the sword, I can also transfer my ability into the person without attacking them with it visibly.)

Forms blurred dance—draw, cut, sheath—bodies colliding controlled violence, each brush electric foreplay. Shoji rattled suddenly, splintering shadow-intrusion. Five figures burst ink-black—board rebels, faces twisted vendetta, tanto knives glinting malice under dojo lanterns. Leader snarled Japanese filth, blade arcing Kenji's throat. Time fractured slow-mo: his bokken snapped block, but flanking wolves lunged my blindside.