Blade Runner Pawn Novels & Stories

Witnessing the creation of a level-five protective divine weapon brought much joy to Severin. The Oculus Blade was previously nothing more than a level-one protective divine weapon. Yet, Severin was already able to rely on his formidable combat prowess and leverage on the support conferred by the protective divine weapon to kill a level eight supreme paragon, Mohsin. Though his own skills played a huge role in that success, much of the credit belonged to the Oculus Blade.

"You didn't just love me, Jinyan. You used me to stay alive. Every time we touched, every time I felt that rush of connection... I wasn't just giving you my heart. I was giving you my life." He let out a jagged, wet breath. "I wanted to tell you... I tried to find another way. But the Father... he designed me to need you. I am Blade, Panni. And a blade has no light of its own. It only reflects what is poured into it." I felt the resonance in my blood begin to scream. It was a physical pressure behind my eyes, a heat in my palms that felt like molten lead. I was the Battery. My very existence was a power source, a reservoir of light that the Firm had spent fifteen years perfecting.

Blade took her hand and placed the bag in it. He then turned and looked at Franz, who was surprised that someone could actually marry the devil in front of him. And that person is no other than, President Blade. "President Blade, What are..." Still in shock he tried to ask. "You can put the gun down first" Blade patted his shoulder before leaving the station

My Bright Future gun, is my bedazzled gun, of course, I bedazzled it with diamonds. 2.My Gold twins, identical gold Handguns, perfect for a quick kill. 3. Dagger of death, has a purple grip that is styled like a marble flooring. It has blades sharper than you can imagine. 4. Barbie with Glam is a bright pink Gun with a Silver line going across. 5.The Swords of Light are Purple and Black swords, that glow in the dark. I am honestly laughing at how the store owner allowed a 13-year- old to buy these weapons because he was broke and we had money.

“Do you have any idea what weapons they got?” “I believe handguns, rifles, and an assortment of blades. All silver.” “Fuck,” someone groaned behind me. I didn’t bother finding out who. We were all thinking the same thing. Raina was eerily still but I could feel her powers building, the air becoming thick and alive, the hair on my arms standing. I quickly snuffed it out before the storm inside her became reality. “Thank you,” she whispered down our bond. “Thank you for that information Braxton.

"AAAAGH!" A scream of pure, unadulterated agony ripped from the fugitive’s throat. He stared down at his hand, which was now pinned to the wooden floorboards. A long, thin blade had been driven entirely through the back of his hand, anchoring him to the ground like a specimen in a collection. The blade was the hidden rapier concealed within the ebony cane—Chloe’s most ingenious design.

used to pulse. He didn't move toward me. He stepped back, his hand dropping to the hilt of a heavy, rusted pulse-blade at his hip. This Dante didn't have "Void-Lead" claws. He didn't have obsidian wings. He was a scrapper—a man who lived by the blade in a world that had forgotten how to build gods. "You have the wrong man, lady," he said, his eyes narrowing. "Name’s Thorne. I run the salvage crews for the Republic. I don't know any 'Dante.' And I definitely don't know you."

A quick glance at William showed the first shot had missed him, but the gun was now trained on his chest and he stood perfectly still, watching her carefully. He and the rest of the RV were dripping with blood from the slain wolves, and his eyes glowed a dangerous wolf gold. "Lycaon gave me this gun," Amber said bitingly. "It's loaded with silver bullets. He wants you both alive, but I'd be happy to deliver you loaded with silver and let him figure out what to do from there." William growled low; his gaze locked with hers. Amber looked away from his eyes and turned her head just in time to see the man who jerked her door open abruptly and grabbed her. A second shot sounded, and one of the wo

After trying the device for a while, Ravyn picked up a pistol with a familiar shape and a pair of shoes. But the limit on the maximum number of Airtechs available before getting the Airburst license was 2, so she had to cut some of them off. "Interesting choice. Though, are you sure you want to try it that way?" Jae, as a trainer, asked Ravyn, who now carries a pistol with a blue glow from its joint on her right hand while having a futuristic shoe radiating the same color under her left foot.

Matthew made an excuse. “Ha~ let’s go.” Yuki once again walked ahead of the team. They paid for the weapons at Peter’s counter who knew the prices and details. “Thank you. Come again!” Peter said cheerily without an expression of the same magnitude. After leaving the store, Matthew gave the equipment to Bran and Yuki. Bran was given the claymore which was similar to the big sword he was using, and Yuki got the bow. “Whoa~” Bran was in awe again seeing the completely black sword that was made out of wood. The texture was still amazing to look at and touch.