Blade Blades Toys Novels & Stories

“This is perfectly safe” A few nervous laughs followed, shallow and unsure. “The swords have been equipped with non-lethal composite tips,” she explained, motioning toward the rounded, dark ends—elegant, polished, deceptively harmless. “They won’t draw real blood… just bruised egos…and…reveal who deserves to wear a crown next to the goddess Inanna..” She smiled and my fists clenched more. “Each blade is pressure-sensitive. One clean hit is all it takes to register a strike.” She continued with a light tone.

I say, “I’d like to be alone with Blade, please.” All three brothers look at me with different levels of surprise. Blade seems the most shocked that I’m asking this, Adam narrows his eyes at Blade over it, and Luther seemed shocked for a moment but then that shock is quickly masked by a smile that seems to thrive with chaos. He hops out of my bed and says, “I see how it is, you have a favorite owner, don’t you, my toy?” I narrow my eyes at him, seriously considering smacking the shit out of him. He puts his hands up in the air in mock surrender and says, “We’ll play later, Raya.”

I remove it from its sheath to see silver runes near the hilt, reading prosperity and protection in elvish. “These are elven blades made with wind and fire elements in the blades and wood. These would fit well with Anna’s fighting style,” I say to Aias as he comes up next to me. “Would you like to get them for her?” Aias asks lifting the bo staff and inspecting the middle. I look over at him and see the seam in the middle of the staff. “Oh it can be separated,” I say placing the short sword back and walking to Aias and the bo staff.

*** * opens eyes* Celea was heavy breathing and had a sharp pain in her neck " Damn you lycan" she than looked up with a sharp face " no one is going to die, not on my watch" Celea went out of the room " Luna!" " you cant be outside is dangerous!" Celea than pushed him away with her powers and he flew 4 meter away. Celea went to a giant painting not to far away from here and took it down. Hidden on the back of the painting were two swords she had hidden sometime ago along with other swords everywhere in the palace for situation like this

They both stood looking down at the various blades she had picked out from his vast collection. Flossina spoke, “Any one of these blades would have come in handy when I was last at MeadowBrooke. Mother detested weapons. She thought they were barbaric.” She touched one. “Tell me more about these blades, please.” Flossina’s comment surprised and amused him. He was amused and slightly curious as to why she was showing an interest in his weapons. Her eyes seemed to light up and her demeanor relaxed. He knew she felt safe with him and that made him proud. He picked up the biggest weapon she had placed on the trunk. It was thin long and wide and shaped like the letter ‘C’.

The crowd could feel that the heat and cold had collided while looking at the swords on the stage. “Let me introduce to you the Blaze Wild Sword and the Deadly Glaze Sword. Blaze Wild Sword is a must be suggested for the people who had fire attributes and were accustomed to fire. The Deadly Glaze Sword is for the people who had Ice attributes. These swords are made by a Grade 5 Novice Armament Master.” Lark Oz said while showing them the swords that Luna had made.

he sniggers, pulling back his arm and revealing a curved blade with faint symbols engraved into the bone-carved handle. “For once Sybil was right. My brother really shouldn’t have left his gifts laying around,” Sam holds out the ominous weapon appearing older than all of us combined, ancient and tribal in its unique and bold design, “-but boy oh boy, am I glad he did. I don’t like witches, but I do like their toys,” he admires his blade before glancing back towards us patronisingly, “-want to see what it does?” he chuckles morbidly.

"Be something that survives the blade." The magnetic seal locks. I sit in the dim light of the Faraday cage with my hand resting where his palm was, and the child's heartbeat still tuned to his frequency. The drugs are already losing ground—I can feel the silver threads pushing back against the amber weight in my veins. I reach into the bedpost and close my fingers around the Phantom Blade. The titanium needle begins to hum faintly, the silver light from my skin leaping onto the metal as though it recognizes it. He wants a weapon.

"Let's see if you can escape from me," Brett asked while looking around him. There are eight small blades in his hands. He considers these as his new favorite toys since he bought them from an auction in New York. The eight blades are made from high qualiy stone and they are worth million dollars. Brett only brought these treasures because he wanted to show these off to Adam and Chandler later. But it seems he'll use them as his weapon this time.

Because of this blade Lily was able to use tiny portions of her wind power, integrating the might of the wind element into her sword. Mane gently patted the heavy swords that were strapped to his back. Night’s Kiss and Night Mare they were called. They were made from the even rarer Darkness Stones, and Mane liked them. However, it wasn’t the time to use them. The things that were coming were too weak. “Goblins again?” Lily asked, her nerves a bit tense. After all, she wasn’t a regular at fighting. Although this was the third time she had to defend herself today, the frequency of attacks didn’t make it any easier.