Axe Of Godrick Novels & Stories

“Father.” My heart stutters. “Yes?” I say too fast. “There’s danger coming,” he says evenly. “We are the backup the goddess sent to you because many wars will come up, but you will never be defeated, and the souls that covet mother are numerous, so we need to protect her.” Alexis crosses her arms. “And the council is lying to you.” Alexandro groans. “Great. Super-genius royal twins. That’s not terrifying at all.” Aretha clears her throat. "How do we explain this to the natural world or even the council?"

she said and leaned towards Iktanne's ear and whispered, "... we've heard a few days ago in the library from the proctors that the Giants were collecting gold and souls from the normals. They said that there was an insignia left on the shores of the north... which might cause a great trouble because it links back here in the Academy and the Empire." Iktanne's face was wild with shock. "What insignia was it?," she whispered back. "Well, we don't know for the bell started ringing for our next class so we weren't able to get what they were saying." The blond guy, Anthony, stood up from the other end of the couch and interrupted them, saying he'll be away to get some food. He looked at Iktanne's

“Still hurts, huh?” “Like a fucking bitch, yeah.” “Prince Troy, Prince Joel…oldest born sons of the mighty kings.” “Ugh,” Troy and Joel grunted as one. Surprised, they looked at each other and started to laugh like a couple of crazed hyenas. The witch’s lips twitched. “The gods sent me. I already found the other three princes. Eduard, son of King Harold of the North. Magnus, son of King Athelwulf of the West, and Gadrial, son of King Johnathan of the South-East.”

Both Travis and I must have felt the same enigma course through us as we leaped through the murky air. My axe was held high and I brought it down in one swoop upon Aodh’s neck, breaking the black and molten skin on his neck. Simultaneously, Travis had gotten in front of the ghastly god and driven that dagger deep into his heart. A pink glow shone from the hilt of the dagger, bursting into particles of sand as my axe cut through his neck with ease, separating his head from his body. As I land on my feet, Aodh’s body takes moments to hit the ground, falling to its knees before keeling over.

Pulling a chair from the others he took position next to Grey, keen like a child ready to listen to a bed time story. "That's impossible. Both weapons were forged by a goddess!" He started the words sounding crazy even to him. "A what!?" Monroe asked. "They were made by the goddess Akhlys also known as the goddess of poison. She only made a sword and a dagger which are both sitting in front of you!" Monroe was disappointed he had based all his plans on the making more of this black stone weapons.. "You have a huge pack, sure you have a huge number of warriors!" Grey noticed the disappointment. It crossed his mind before to leave and take the trouble with him but once a pack under the council

The soldiers weren't trembling neither were they afraid, I guess they were confident in the metal armor we were all wearing, but if there's one thing I know, its that it doesn't matter the kind of weapon you use, nor the kind of armor you wear, because when it comes to war, even the smallest object could kill a well trained soldier. Half naked barbaric looking men rushed out from all corners of the surrounding wielding axes, pickaxes, swords, maces, steel hammers. That's when he came; 9.7ft tall, dressed in a dusty kilt and chest cross belt, eyes emitting crazy killing intents and burly muscles ready to crush the bones of anyone who defiled him, holding a large bloodied stone hammer, his aur

With them came three hundred soldiers from the Flames of the Hunt faith according to Axel's command, their loyalty unwavering to their king and their gods. As Axel dismounted from his horse, his cold, unforgiving gaze swept over the courtyard. The Umbral Stalkers and Moon Wardens stationed outside the monastery paled at the sight of him and his forces. They were outmatched, and they knew it. A few moments passed, then slowly, they bent the knee in submission. He was their king, Axel The Conqueror, even whilst they serve the faith, he is their king and his commands was above the saint's, unless it was the god's will to oppose their king.

When His Majesty the Emperor arrived at the location of the holy axe's impact, he was shocked to see that the troops' standing ground had been crushed and that all of the flowing water had fallen into it. All of the flowing water was absorbed by the crack since it was so large. The water that was following the warriors was stopped by the enormous crack that extends across the land. The divine axe was in the hole, and His Majesty entered it to retrieve it because he knew it was there. The friendly friendship that had grown throughout the storm vanished as soon as his Majesty handed them the axe, and their animosity remained. His Majesty spoke in a strange tongue as soon as he emerged from the

It wasn’t the arm of a man; it was the metal arm of a machine. … “Leris, give me a body count.” “6 killed in the blast, Centurion sir.” “Names?” “Hrundig, Thadeus, Paul, Matthew, James and Tiberius.” After hearing the names, Trosdig suddenly shouts and stabs his sword repeatedly on the corpse of a barbarian. He suddenly calms down goes kneels down on one knee and begins muttering prayers. I don’t understand the prayers but I hear the words “strength” and “perseverance.” “All-Father Odin, give me the strength to persevere in leading my men” Leris whispers, as he walks past me. I hear Trosdig repeating the same words again and again until he begins to sob. We all look away; no one can comfort

Androkles broke the silence, his voice low, a raw, desperate edge to it that I had never heard before. "There's a weapon," he said, his gaze fixed on the map, his finger tracing the lines of the city's forgotten districts. "A sword. Forged in the heart of a fallen star, bathed in the blood of a slain god, and enchanted with divine gold. It's the only thing that can kill them. Permanently."