Battle Ready Lightsaber Novels & Stories

The battle was fierce, each moment a test of our resolve and skill. I could feel the power inside me awakening, responding to the threat. It was both exhilarating and terrifying, the darkness within me surging as I fought to control it. I raised my hand, focusing on the energy that seemed to pulse in response to my will. A blast of dark light shot from my palm, hitting one of the creatures and sending it crashing to the ground. Quinton and her father fought valiantly by my side, their strength and determination evident in every move. The battle was intense, but we were making progress. The creatures were formidable, but we were united and prepared.

The allied forces surged forward, their spirits lifted by the warmth of the light. Kai held Lyra up, letting her light shine across the battlefield. The darkness screamed, a sound that shook the mountains, but the light held strong. It pushed back the shadows, breaking the darkness apart until nothing remained but the clear, bright sky. The battle was over. The darkness had been defeated. Kai collapsed to his knees, Lyra still held against his chest. The baby was asleep now, her small face peaceful and serene. The golden light had faded, but a warmth lingered, a gentle glow that pulsed in time with her heartbeat.

The clearing glowed with the twinkling fairy lights that adorned every tree, and the torches that had been lit along the path to illuminate the participants' way. Brand stood in front of the Yggdrasil feeling like his throat was being constricted by a stiff collar rather than a soft tunic. He wore a bearskin over one shoulder to symbolize strength and protection. He was also glad of its warmth as the first snows had started to fall just in the last week. He huffed as Brodi clapped him on the shoulder. "Nervous yet?" he asked with a smile, adjusting the leather hauberk that held his broadsword across his back and the belt at his waist where the sheath for his ceremonial dagger rested.

Cayden yells into the mind link, opening it up to the entire pack. I close the mind link to the whole pack, leaving it open just for my Beta, Gamma, Delta and Lead Warrior. “Dax,” I say into the mind link, unable to believe the question I’m about to ask, “do we have any wooden stakes, garlic or holy water?” I’m now running out of the packhouse and heading to the southern border of my pack lands with Raul running right next to me. We haven’t had a chance to actually speak to each other since my guard woke me up, but I have no doubt he already knows what’s going on because he’s a smart guy and a good Alpha. “Do those things actually work?!” He asks incredulously.

With every bit of strength he had left in him, he kept saying the spell, even though his voice was getting weaker with each word he spoke. "Dekekrankem delenfoouud." "Please," he cried out, his sight becoming fuzzy. "Please, just let her be safe." Everything around him started to spin like a dizzying ride, and he felt his consciousness beginning to break apart. But he fought to stay focused, determined not to let go until he knew his baby daughter was out of danger. Finally, with one last push, he whispered the final part of the incantation. In a bright flash of light, the baby vanished, leaving Draven all alone in the temple. He fell to the floor, his body shaking as blood continued to flow

Sicca was doing everything he could to calm my nerves, but they were stubborn, refusing to bend. “Ready for a little magic?” His ice-blue eyes sparkled at me, playful and teasing. I nodded at him, then turned my gaze forward. He produced a small object from his pocket, almost like a miniature hockey puck. It was a vivid green. With a flick of his wrist, he sent it skimming across the gravel. As it landed, a green light shimmered upward from it. Sicca placed a steadying hand on my waist, guiding me toward the glowing patch. It shaped itself into an oval, like a massive mirror one could walk through.

We were tense, I tried to get up but Shani was shaking her head and saying don't to Walter and me. We reluctantly stay on our seats, but my heart was beating fast, my adrenaline was pumping, I was scared for her life, Walter was looking at me like he was ready to jump but he was trying so hard to stay still, while Shani was easily lifted up by Arkael. We both feared for her life, but she seemed brave enough as she calmly communicates silently with him. And both Walt and I finally gasped, when Arkael touches her with his long fingers, and slowly that blackened long rotten looking fingers turned human-like.

Countless knife lights, like thousands of threads, began to wrap around the whole arm of Zephyr Khan. He was trying to cut Zephyr Khan's arm into pieces with the saber radiance! Zephyr Khan was dumbfounded! However! Even in such a situation! Zephyr Khan was still as calm as ever. He saw it! Surrounded by tens of thousands of blade lights, he slowly raised his fingers, which were holding the long saber. However, those horrible knife lights, which were powerful enough to kill a martial artist in the Insight, couldn't even leave a scratch on Zephyr Khan's arm, could they?

he thought to himself. “That was amazing!” said Xander who was clapping his hands. “Can I try it too?” “No. This is a weapon meant for a wind mage.” said Matt as he placed it inside his sack and pulled out a long battle axe. “Would you mind holding on to my Thunder Bolt?” he asked Dorin. “I think we’ve had enough!” Johan quickly said, pulling Dorin away towards the buffet tables. “We haven’t tried all the food yet.” he told Dorin.

It looked like a halberd, but shorter, with a polished wood handle, and engraved from top to bottom. The spike and axe were made of a bluish material that shone brightly in the sun. Nio thought for a moment that the glow of the weapon was very similar to the glow of the leaves of the tree he had created last night. But that thought was soon forgotten. The goblin just stood there, silent, with no indication that he intended to move out of their way. Shieena leaned closer to Nio and whispered: “Be careful. This goblin is the war chief of the