Cyberpunk Best Mantis Blade Novels & Stories

Just as he was about to kill the third person, the blade only cut halfway through the bone of his arm before the opponent blocked it with his sword. “Sinister bast*rd, you aren’t even a Galaxy Nova member! You’re an extraterrestrial psycho! Kill him!” That man was infuriated as he howled to the sky. After he shook away Alex with all his might, he held the silver Skyward Blade and slashed at Alex’s neck with a destructive aura. Alex opened his mouth and spat a Buddhist mantra. “Oṃ Maṇi Padme Hūṃ! “...” It turned out to be ineffective.

He turned to Johan who was busy with a dish full of roasted meat and took one of his hands. “Wha-“ Prince Xander placed the Johan’s hand on the sword hilt which immediately turned the blade to a light shade of blue. “Hey, I’m eating here!” Johan pulled back his hand and continued eating. “Hmm... Interesting,” said Matt as he rubbed his chin. “It seems that Johan’s flame burns hotter than your own. No wonder he’s an Ignacius!” “I wonder if my father can produce a blue blade as well?” Xander mumbled.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Manson stood among the snowflakes before he quickly charged right at Fane. Fane raised an eyebrow as he started to form seals with his hands. In just a moment, the Broken Soul Blade appeared right in front of him. Fane was insignificant, Manson mused to himself, so much so that he could be killed with just a pinch like an ant. He clapped his hands, and all of the snow in the air fused into one, forming a triangle. It had an incredibly cold aura as it charged right at Fane.

The man's daughter, tiptoed as he bent over for her to reach Axe, her small fingers reaching out to touch Axe's bruised arm, whispered, "It's okay, mister. Papa will take care of you." ‘I came here to find a kid to raise into an indomitable bodyguard that will be loyal to you for life, and yet you chose such a weakling and useless thing?’ Chairman Blade thought, staring down at Axe and then at the worried way his daughter glanced at him, her tiny hand holding onto hid dirty ones as tears trickled down her peachy cheeks.

The stench of blood and decay is overwhelming. "Finish them off!" she screams, sending another wave of dark power. With every surge, they grow stronger and more terrifying. "Connor Blazeheart, wake up now! Remember your mother, your sister, your wife. That monster isn’t what you think it is!" Uriel manages to break free just as the ice holding Connor wears off. The alpha crashes into one of the massive trees, growling in frustration at missing his target. "What the hell is going on?" Kaelan shouts, struggling to throw off six of the pack members. It’s proving far more difficult than he anticipated.

I decided to listen in; "Our spy from the smaller packs, sent me a message informing me of the small packs' plans; they've seen how strong they can be when they come together.” "They plan to become one and attack our Empire after helping us destroy the strongest pack, the "Black wolf pack," the first voice Another voice cuts in, We can’t allow them to form alliances; they will become stronger than us. Midnight packs have one of the fastest healing processes; they can heal more quickly than us. Redmoon has the only Alpha female remaining after we killed Katherine, "Black Wolf’s female Alpha," and you know what they can do!! "He said with anger."

"That's when his enemies will strike." She'd already made contact with the Shadow Wolves-Alpha Dante's pack, who'd been testing Silvermoon's borders for years, looking for any weakness to exploit. Dante had been surprisingly receptive when Sera had reached out through carefully anonymous channels. He wanted Silvermoon's territory. She wanted Kael destroyed. Their goals aligned perfectly.

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.

We used them. As the bat-hybrid dived for Gideon, Cane leaped over a shipping container, intercepting her in mid-air. He slammed her into the bulkhead, his claws raking against her hide. She shrieked, a sound that made my ears bleed, and unleashed a sonic pulse that threw us all backward. "They're too fast!" Jax yelled. I didn't listen. I focused on the Mantis. He was carving through Gideon’s men like they were wheat. He was a masterpiece of biology. But he was arrogant. He thought he was the pinnacle.