Best Mantis Blades Novels & Stories

The fire had been ignited and there was no turning back. “We met again,” he spoke. Amidst the dark skies with only the shine of the lone moon, there spark two of the sharpest blades throughout the entire weapons on the battlefield. The clash of rivals, of luna’s warrior and apollo’s defender. “Shall we now end our long-time dispute, Alfarro?” proudly asked the other man wearing the golden sun crest on his chest. The emblem of Pinansey-angan. “I would gladly hear it from you, Contejo.”

Gabi commanded. “I… I… want to… talk to… Antony.” She stuttered out before focusing back on the wall instead of Gabi. “Shit. I don’t know how she is doing it. But she is ignoring the command. Levi, use your spiral knife. Left thigh.” Gabi said nodding to me. Sighing, I looked at my bag and pulled out one of my favorite knives. It was a 10’ long spiral Damascus steel blade that could wreak havoc on a body. It hurt like hell going into the body, but hurt a great deal more coming out.

Serpent grunts and tries stabbing Megan again, but Megan ducked, kicking her ass. Megan brushed serpent's feet and her feet separated from the floor, and landed back on the floor. Megan took the knife from her and stabbed it on her thigh, Serpent groaned in pain. "I? Tiny little Ant?" Megan Scoffs. "I may look tiny and small, but if you have watched or played the game mortal Kombat, then you must know I am Sonya blade, the roster female fighter" Megan said and gave Serpent an axe kick, landing her boot directly on the serpent's head.

The sword known as the treasure of Blade's Reach was destroyed by Adrian. Hansen looked at the shattered Lunar Edge, completely stunned. The next moment, Adrian struck again with the Hellblade, which carried a killing intent that surpassed everything. The attack was about to fall on Hansen's neck.

I shouted. I stepped out from behind Rowan. The obsidian blade in my hand felt different now. It wasn't just a heavy piece of stone. It was light, almost weightless, and it thrummed with the soft, white light of the girl I had seen in the warehouse. It was the **Blade of the Unsaid**. Every word I had swallowed, every dream I had put aside for the sake of survival, every "I love you" that had been lost in the roar of battle—it was all there, feeding the light. Vane pivoted, his liquid form spinning like a drill. He ignored Rowan and came for me. He was fast—too fast for a human to track. He was a blur of silver and shadow.

The memories of the borderlands, the hunts, the bloodshed—they all blurred into the background. Only the blade remained. Steel. Control. Focus. He spun the sword once and brought it down in a clean strike that would have split a skull from crown to jaw. The sound echoed softly across the courtyard. Then— “You train early.” The voice came from behind him. Deep. Smooth. Ancient. Adrian froze instantly. His instincts reacted before his thoughts did. He turned and dropped to one knee. “My king.” King Vaelreth stood near the entrance of the courtyard, his dark cloak stirring slightly in the cold morning wind.

We used them. As the bat-hybrid dived for Gideon, Cane leaped over a shipping container, intercepting her in mid-air. He slammed her into the bulkhead, his claws raking against her hide. She shrieked, a sound that made my ears bleed, and unleashed a sonic pulse that threw us all backward. "They're too fast!" Jax yelled. I didn't listen. I focused on the Mantis. He was carving through Gideon’s men like they were wheat. He was a masterpiece of biology. But he was arrogant. He thought he was the pinnacle.

Shame this was evening happening to me. Unfortunatly, Damon moved to stand beside Ethan. “These are Twisted Blade push daggers. A tri-edge blade that spirals. Also known as a cyclone blade. They insure maximum damage with little effort. When used correctly, it will increase our killing effectiveness by 10%. Your opposite will bleed out before their wolf will be able to heal them.”

As for these eight, they were his payment for using their space as his personal training ground and his lack of respect towards them. Mane decided not to think about the Watchers for a while. Instead, he will focus on what was happening now. He understood the gravity of his current situation. Stretching his hands to the scabbards on his back, he retrieved the blades hidden by the great length of his robe. Two pitch black blades appeared in Mane’s hands. Each shone with a dark luster, and their edges were as thin as the wings of a mantis. These two blades were Night Mare and Night’s Kiss. The damage to both weapons after Mane’s fight with Camila had been repaired, and they had been strengthen