Blade Of Wind And Thunder Novels & Stories

Connie took a deep breath, her voice tight with emotion when she said, "You think I haven’t thought of that? Every day since she came here, I’ve been afraid something would happen. But I made her a promise, Jack..." "Don't blame him," Cayson interrupted. "I pressured him." And then, Cayson’s eyes locked onto Baron. And that was when everything spiraled. Rage flared in his expression, and without a second thought, he surged forward. The sudden movement caught everyone off guard. Connie barely had time to react before Cayson crossed the distance between them and drove his fist into Baron’s face with brutal force. The sharp crack of the punch echoed through the driveway. Baron stumbled, stunned

Yet, they were ultimately taken away for someone else. Earlier that day, Calvin had received a call from his unattainable love Charlotte Larson. "Calvin, my window has been blown away. The wind is so strong! I'm terrified. Can you come and save me? There's nothing here—am I going to die? Ah!" A scream cut through the line, followed by silence. Calvin flew into a panic. Frantically, he called out her name, over and over again. Then, he swiftly grabbed a bag, stuffing in all the supplies I'd bought. He didn't even spare me the tape I got to seal the windows.

"When will you learn to respect people?" Pointing at the door, I barked, "Get out!" He flinched, realizing he'd misread me. Mortified, he raised his hand to hit back. "Who do you think you are?" "Stop! What are you doing?" Lauren stormed in and pushed him away. "Is this how your dad raised you? You messed up and won't own it, and now you're raising a hand to a woman?" I watched, wiping my cheek. Colin glared at me and ran out.

The blade drove deep into his abdomen. Pain exploded inside of him. Caesar grunted, staggered back, and felt his clothes soak quickly with blood. Florence yanked the knife back out and stared at his painful expression in confusion. Tears and laughter tangled together on her cheeks. "This is for the best! Now you will be mine forever! No one can take you away!" As she said that, she raised the knife again and plunged it straight into her own chest without a flicker of hesitation. It all happened so fast.

one voice sang. “We’re already here,” the other whispered as if in my ear. And the fog began to move. I spun around, instinct taking over, and my glowing hellblade met steel. The clash rang out sharp and shrill, sparks exploding between us, lighting the fog for a split second. The impact numbed my arms all the way to the shoulders, the vibration rattling my teeth. Twin blades. Short, curved, mirror-bright daggers crossed against my sword. As I looked up, my heart froze.

“Don’t blink. This is… um… a hammer. “But it’s not an ordinary hammer. It’s a mid-level Soulbound Weapon. At the same time, it’s at the highest level among mid-level Soulbound Weapons. It’s only one step away from being a high-level Soulbound Weapon. “Its name is Hammer of Thunder! “The Hammer of Thunder is the maximum mid-level Soulbound Weapon. It is very powerful, and it’s made from the Thunder Heart Stone that was refined by the Heavenly Thunder. It has a very strong thunder and lightning attributes. Whenever you’re fighting an enemy, thunder and lightning will come out at the same time with just a smash of the hammer. Your enemy will not be able to resist, and its attacking range is fle

He charged toward them, but at the same time, the third, fourth, and fifth elders approached. "Southern Boss, take this. Thunder Blow!" The three of them roared as they launched attacks that rumbled like the sound of thunder. The Thunder Blow was the most powerful martial technique the Thompsons possessed. The most powerful technique was only revealed to the leader of the family under normal circumstances. The Thunder Blow was the simpler version of the Stormy Punch. Though it was merely in the Advanced Progressive class, it was still rather powerful.

This wasn’t like the movies, this was fucking reality and I might end up shooting myself in the face, or worse — end up mistakenly shooting Chris, if I tried using a gun in a situation like this, for the first time. The ground suddenly vibrated as a loud, ear-shattering sound went off, leaving my mouth hanging open and my heart jumping into my mouth in fright. My ears rang loudly for long seconds as I struggled to get a firm grip on my surroundings. The ground still rumbled and the air smelled of sulfur. Like I just stepped into hell. My mind grasped onto the tiny thread of thoughts that made sense now, wasn't that the bomb that Chris and I abandoned? What the fuck did I unknowingly get myse

Spiritual energy, thunder energy, and Dragon Power exploded out of Wilbur, condensing onto the thunder cleaver. All at once, the blade of the cleaver lit up with white and red flames, as well as a blinding glow. The thunder cleaver let out terrifying howls of lightning and thunder, the thunderous light spreading out and forming a net. "You're done here!" Wilbur shouted as he brought the thunder cleaver down in mid-air with both hands. A wave of blade energy combined with spiritual energy, Dragon Power, and thunder energy shot forward. This blade energy slashed through the countless spear attacks Bruce threw at Wilbur, striking against his gigantic body.

Then in his other hand, he took the knife and held it up in the light. Free from its sheath, the blade reflected brilliantly like a mirror. The silver of the blade was perfectly polished and beautifully made, much like everything else in the castle. Now was the moment that she was dreading the most, the cut. Charlotte held her breath as the blade was pressed to her open palm and quickly slid across her skin, the tip biting across her hand. Then with a gentle tug, Lord Hunt urged her forward so he could hold her bleeding hand over the chalice.