Compass And Blade นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Cameo asked from behind me as I stepped into the air-conditioned space. I ignored him. My fingers drifted lazily over the weapons. Metal kissing my skin, while one name burned through my mind. Abel Roshid. “Sir?” “Cameo, do as I’ve said.” My voice cut in, cold and final. His heavy sigh followed, then the sound of the door closing behind him. When I was alone, I picked the flick blade with serrated edges. Unsheathed it and ran my thumb along the ridges, feeling every bite of it. A dark smile curled on my face.

I jumped after him. The impact was hard, but I rolled off, pulled my cutter and activated it. The blue-white blade cut through the thick, damp air. “A companion, left!” Kael called when two of the creatures jumped from the side to me. I ducked, my movements were almost intuitive with his Adopted by the Commission. While I was rolling under the first veil, Kael rammed the second his knee into the skull and shattered his crystalline armoring. I stabbed with the cutter, my hand was calm, my breath was even. We were

His face grim, Colin snorted, "Where did you find this actor? His acting skills are pretty convincing. But no, this won't work. You abused Joyce's cat. We were just gonna let it slide if you apologized to her, but you're too stubborn. Get over here, or you'll never get a glance from me again." At such a point, he was still trying to frame me. I glared at him and looked at my bloody hands from his stomps. I had a knack for painting. With Lauren's support, I never gave up. Once, I beat another girl in a competition, and she came after me. Colin stepped in like a fierce protector. Now he was the one hurting me most. I looked away, refusing to move. His patience wearing thin, he growled, "Come o

Night Blade’s second in command explained seeing the confusion on everyone’s face “It is large enough to hide an army.” “Keep this on your person.” Mage 001 handed out a crystal that was shaped like a petal as he explained “if you are in trouble or caught, smash this and I will know.” He pointed at the circular disc in his hand “This will glow when any one of these are broken and will also give me an estimate of the location.” Just as they were ordered, they abseiled in pairs, one from Night Blade’s team and one from Night Mage’s team formed a pair. But as they abseiled, they all looked the same; all wore a metal mask that covered their whole face with the exception of eyes.

“For our leader.” Alex exhales slowly. “I didn’t ask to—” “We know,” Eve says. “That’s why they’re yours.” Mazikene unwraps the cloth. The blades catch the early light immediately. They’re a matched pair—slightly curved, long enough to demand respect but not so heavy they’d slow her. The steel is darkened, patterned subtly, like smoke trapped beneath the surface. The hilts are wrapped in deep red leather, worn in just enough places to suggest they were meant to be held, not displayed.

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.

But I can swear this was the same spot where I and Jay had trained a few days ago. "You would attack an intruder too if you saw one", Blade says and crosses his arms, still holding the knife."Leave while I'm being nice". "I think you're mistaken", I say just as he is about to turn to leave. "Why would you think that?", Blade asks. At this point, it looked like he was flexing his muscles with the way he had crossed his arms. I have to admit he looked cute, especially with his lower lip ring that dangles off the right corner.

Then I grabbed my sheath for my waist and inserted my seven inch parkerized blade. “Holy Moon Goddess! You look like you are going to war.” Rory squealed. I laughed at her energy. I look over at Aiden who is looking at me with some emotion I cannot name. The last thing I grab is my Kukri Machete. It’s eight inches long and completely black. There is only a thin silver lining along the edge. It’s great for combat, but I am going to slice through some of the targets. “Okay, I’m ready.”

The Blades were more feared than ever since their new generation of women were even brutal. “I believe the next generation would even be more ruthless,” Juliet observed and spoke. “Well, I think the ghosting technique is the best. With Doctor Sarah’s help, they should be able to have more multiple births and look even more identical. The Blades corporation is also expanding very fast, more hands would be needed,” Casper agreed and elaborated in his usual calm tone. “You always have it planned out,” Caddaric smiled in agreement. “And you have learned well,” Casper complimented him.

Blade mocked. "Your mouth is really sharp. Shall I cut that?" "Sure. But your head is the payment." Blade could hear the hostile reaction of Medina's colleagues, growling as if they wanted to rip her body apart. She knew that if they attacked once, she would be outnumbered. However, parasites are as prideful as she is. "Your dogs seemed to be angry." Blade smirked. "Are you all going to attack me? Sure. That only means I am strong."