Battle Ready Lightsaber Novels & Stories

Vador smiled looking at Alei. "Really Vador," Aleister scoffed."She's the shield,you dummy" "Do not let Jadis hurt you Ava please," Vador pleaded. "I'm back," Jadis smiled with a sword in her hand,her eyes changing color"I can easily kill you with this sword dark lord and stay out of it Ava," "Not on my watch," Ava said throwing a crystal at Jadis which made the sword fall. Ava immediately took the protector from where Jadis kept it. "Lord jack,Matthew," Ava shouted.

Asmada Ezra’s screech cut through the throne room like a blade. She lunged at Aurora, claws flashing in the violet torchlight. Aurora ducked, her instincts sharpened by battle, and countered with a quick, slicing blow across Asmada Ezra’s ribs. The dark-haired vampiress hissed, crimson eyes burning with fury. "You’ll regret ever stepping into this world," Asmada Ezra snarled.

“I’m really sorry about that. I’ll leave you then.” Before I could leave, he spoke again. “You don’t need to. I need a sparring partner, and you seem like the perfect fit.” “I don’t think I should,” I said. “Why not? Aren’t you a general or do you think I’m too below you to have a sparring session?” “I didn’t mean that,” I said. “Then?” I swallowed, nodding. “I accept.” I said. Cassien finally took out the sword that had stayed hidden behind his back all this while, and unsheathed it. My stomach knotted at the sight of the blade, glistening under the sun as he raised it.

"They are coming this way. Thousands of them." Darius's jaw tightened. "They knew we were coming." "They are moving fast. We will meet them within the hour." Darius turned to me. "Are you ready?" I nodded. My hands were already glowing. The two armies met like waves crashing against each other. The sound was deafening. Metal on metal. Men shouting. Horses screaming. I had never been in a battle before, not that I could remember but my body knew what to do. Warriors rushed at me, swords raised. I raised my hand, and white light exploded from my palm, throwing them back. Three more came. I swept my arm, and the light cut through them like a blade.

They had already killed several dozens or so before the last one appeared. This soldier of light was much different from the rest, wielding a bastard sword the warrior even had a hug shield to go with it. Its light was colored blue and its eyes shimmered green. Without even a second thought Alexander was pouncing at the being, going head to head with the warriors with his bare hands as its weapon was only able to scratch his skin. Though it seemed like he had the upper hand, the being’s blade was starting to cut deeper the longer the fight took place.

She picked up the said deadly weapon in her hands and attacked the intruder, "DIE IN THE NAME OF THE HOLY POWER OF THE FRYING PAN" accompanied the war cry. The person swiftly turned his figure silhouetted against the light streaming from the refrigerator. His because Eira's mind registered the fact that it was a male from the build. The person tried to take on the holy power of the frying pan that Eira had now slapped onto his face. Smack. The momentum of it had him slamming against the refrigerator door. Eira again tried to attack the person but a hand flashed out in the darkness taking hold of her hand firmly

She must prepare for the worst if a fight it was. “If you’re still able to stand after one minute, then we will accept you as our hero,” he said. “And if not, then consider this warm feast as your last night, Whitewind.” —[Swordlight of Mugronar]— Quarth’s chest flashed into a triangular mark of glowing ember. The broadsword burst into fire, blazing upwards to where it was pointed—as the red flames embraced the long blade of steel.

“Why do you need to protect me?” “Your uncle wants you dead. He later found out he took the wrong twin. You’re the rightful heir to the throne. You are the heir of the light “Heir of the what?” I started laughing so hard. I’m seriously buying into this? I just can’t believe everything she’s telling me. Like what? Like I’m a king or something.

For against an opponent of such agility, a single blade light would definitely not do the trick. “4 Way Cut: Perfect Square” *Rumble* Four lightning clad sword lights burst forth from the stone sword. Each sword light contained the power of several stars, and a hit from any was enough to severely wound a powerful being – even one such as strong as the Ebony Panther King – much less four. Accompanied by the thunderous roars of thunder they quickly assembled into a perfect square and headed towards the Ebony Panther King.

Gallain and Daftmonk’s hearts both jerked violently, having sensed a murderous aura that emanated from these guys. Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh… Something that looked like a lightsaber shot out from their hands. It was more than a meter long. One of the men walked up to one of the Demigods who was still alive. He pierced that Demigod’s chest with the lightsaber without giving him a chance to speak up. “You guys… What are you trying to do?”