Cross Weapon Mga Nobela at Kwento

Where it had struck Alexander, his skin was smoking. "Alexander!" I scrambled toward him, but he held up a hand, his eyes fixed on the broken window. "Stay back." "Your shoulder—" "It will heal." But his voice was strained. "Don't touch the cross. The silver—it's poisoned. For my kind." I stared at the object on the floor, my heart pounding. A cross. Through the window. Someone had thrown a cross into Alexander's bedroom. Someone knew what he was. Someone wanted him dead. "Who—" I started.

“But sharpen the edge—if it catches against armored hide, it could fail you.” Across the room, Christen was bent over a rack of crossbows, inspecting the strings with keen eyes. “Too tight,” he muttered to a soldier, loosening it. “A snapped string will cost you your life in the field.” His voice carried authority that made even seasoned fighters nod in respect.

he moves closer to the child and pinch his small nose The girl looks at the weapons with great distrust and grab a crossbow and look at the CEO with a confused face “but mister, we don’t know how to use a crossbow?” with a soft voice, she asks the mastermind and the latter just laugh it off “Oh, I didn’t mention that all of the CHILDREN, working here in our company. They customized weapons just for you guys, Yaayy!” the man squealed and raise both of his hands in the air while shaking it

From the corner of his eyes, he saw his sword lying just a few feet away. Slade raised his fist for the final blow. “Now say your goodbye, you fucking traitor—” In that heartbeat, Cross summoned every ounce of strength left in him. With a swift roll to the side, he snatched the sword and drove it upward with all his might. The blade pierced straight through Slade’s chest. Slade’s eyes went wide, shock flashing across his face. He staggered back, blood seeping through his shirt as his hands grasped at the blade.

He was surrounded by boxes of specialized ammunition—heavy, armor-piercing bolts designed for his oversized mechanical crossbow. While Dylan and Zephyrine were immersed in the physical heat of the fight, Axel was in a world of trajectories and wind-speeds. It also helped that he was a vampire. He saw the way the enemy's formation was shifting. He saw the hidden reserves waiting in the shadows of the southern gate. "Adjusting for three-degree crosswind," Axel muttered.

Andrew’s cross dominated one corner, its X-frame equipped with buckles that glinted menacingly. Whips coiled like sleeping serpents, canes aligned by thickness of varying degrees of torment. Ball gags with silicone spheres, blindfolds in soft velvet and harsh leather, nipple clamps adorned with tiny silver bells that promised to chime with every shudder. Collars, spreader bars, feather ticklers juxtaposed against riding crops—everything screamed precision, dominance, a symphony of pain woven into exquisite pleasure.

What on earth are they even using as a weapon…! “No, wait, hold it.” I quickly muttered. “One-by-one please tell me what weapons are you guys even using?” “Sword,” August said while making a display with his sword. “Cards,” Persia said, showing me a deck of spade royal straight flush with the golden cards on her hand. “Those junks earlier,” Kronos muttered. Huh? You gave me junk? “You want me to punch you?” Blaze uttered. Why punch me? You could’ve eaten me if you want.

That managed to get some laughter from the students. "Now, the most common wand holsters are the ones that are attached to the side of your legs, to the side of your chest, and to the under part of your forearm. The last one, the forearm wand holster is used only by adults and it is not because of some law or something like that. If you all take your wands and compare the length of it with the length of your forearm you will find that, normally, the wand is longer and that is obvious because you all are still children."

Sometimes I think, when I can have a sexy body like her. “Wait a minute.” I hide a pair of swords behind my back. Two pistols behind the pocket of the white blazer I wore. And the folding knife I tucked into my shoe. Perfect. “Did you bring your crossbow, Claire?” “Of course, yes.” Claire also has special weapons given by the master. It has a useful crossbow in long-range attacks. William himself has a unique pistol. The bullets in them will never run out. So did Claire’s crossbow.

“Brother Xelo, did I not warn you that I would not forgive you if you give me a trash item?” Brother Xelo held his abdomen in pain and said, “Sister Juliet, this is a misunderstanding. Look carefully, this is not a normal crossbow.” Taking the crossbow out of the box, he continued, “Sister Juliet, this is the world’s most overpowered crossbow—the invisible XLT crossbow. It was made by a famous American crossbow company called the Family Spiritual Lords Company. It’s definitely a good crossbow.” Juliet got excited after she heard Brother Xelo’s explanation. She then took the crossbow from his hands.