Danmachi: Sword Oratoria Novels & Stories

Damon's POV I drew my sword slowly. The black steel gleamed beneath the rising sun. The battlefield fell silent for a heartbeat. Thousands of warriors stood behind me. Waiting. Trusting. Following. I lifted my blade toward the sky. "Today we fight for our families!" A thunderous roar answered me. "For our homes!" The army shook the valley with their response. "For everyone waiting for us to return!" The sound that followed was deafening. Weapons slammed against shields. Wolves howled. Vampires bared their fangs. Witches unleashed sparks of magic into the air. I could feel Max raging inside me. Not a wolf.

loving one of his hobbies will lead to the other’s destruction, swordplay, and dancing are two different categories until Jimboy remember all the steps in swordplay and the step in his dance and to his surprise, most of them have in common in a blink of an eye and enlightenment suddenly arrived at him! -SKILL GENERATED!- -SKILLS HAS BEEN UPDATED- -GENERATE: SKILL- SWORD DANCE= SWORDSMANSHIP AND DANCING AT THE SAMETIME- -SKILL: CLUTCH CHANGED TO SWORD DANCE- RESTRAIN- -RESTRAIN: USING THE SHOCKWAVE AT THE GROUND, ANY ENEMY THAT WAS HIT BY IT WILL MOMENTARILY STUN

The Trident Pistol and the Immemorial Dragon Sword crashed onto one another, and the entire space started to shake aggressively. Lucas took ten meters back. He lifted the Immemorial Dragon Sword and snorted coldly, “Holy Domineering Demonic Sword Script!” Then, he swung his sword down. Innumerable scary sword rays, along with ancient demons shot out. Broom! The attack of the Holy Domineering Demonic Sword Script had landed on the superior warrior in the end as well. To Lucas’ surprise, the superior warrior did not suffer from the slightest bit of injury and was stunned.

Boro and Mika stood in the sand circle as the two finalists. The animosity between the two was so thick in the air it was almost palpable. Boro stood in the ready form, Crane In The Water, standing perfectly balanced on one leg, his sword held out before him. Mika stood in a form that Boro didn't recognize. Boro prided himself on knowing all the forms of classical, and modern, sword art, the fact he didn't recognize this one was puzzling.

Jiurozayémon all this while was thinking of the pleasure he would have in laughing at Chôbei for offering him a mean and paltry present; but when, by degrees, the macaroni began to be piled mountain-high around the tea-house, he saw that he could not make a fool of Chôbei, and went home discomfited. It has already been told how Shirai Gompachi was befriended and helped by Chôbei. His name will occur again in this story. At this time there lived in the province of Yamato a certain Daimio, called Honda Dainaiki, who one day, when surrounded by several of his retainers, produced a sword, and bade them look at it and say from what smith's workshop the blade had come. “I think this must be a Masa

We were joined soon by Anthonier and Hilra who also appeared surprised at the sight. But while Xialara tried to check for a pulse in her neck and base of her thumb. Something else caught my eye. The ruby colored gem at the hilt of the sword was now a clear diamond. No sign of red. I picked it up by its blade and examined it under the moonlight to check for any cracks or possible leakages. There were none. The red color had just vanished. My blood was gone.

58 | T W O S T R O N G M Y S T I C A L W E A P O N S F O R D A M I E N ' S T W O S T R O N G E S T S H A D O W A R M Y *** Damien just wanted to go to the place Ansel reported earlier. But just as Damien had just stepped foot in, one of the hundreds of mystical weapons in the room he was in gave off an extremely powerful aura, many times stronger than the hundreds of other weapons.

I gathered every last strength in me and brought out the dagger that was strapped to my side with shaky hands and wrapped around it tightly. I got up and lunged at his as I let out a growl that was loud and dangerous and I drove the dagger into Orlando’s side, stabbing him over and over again until I could. He pushed me away and stumbled backwards with shock written on his face as he held onto the dagger that was still lodged in his side. “Damon!” I croaked, my voice strained. “Now!” Damon didn’t hesitate. He lunged at Orlando, with a sword and I had no idea where it came from but it did the work. He stabbed Orlando in the heart and Orlando let out a painful scream before he finally collapse

"But I can't fight all this beast without my weapons, I know you think I'm strong but we need to be able to kill this things quickly if we want to survive" "You have a point but we don't have any weap..." Yami said as he then remembered when Damian gave him something to give Natsu. "Wait, we do have weapons!" Yami said after recalling Mister Damian opening up a chest full of weapons as Natsu became confused, "What are you talking about?" "Mr Damian gave me this, I forgot about it but here you go. He said I should give it to you, sorry I forgot" Yami said as he handed Natsu the new upgraded rope and two blades.

0 ACQUIRED │ ├─ Form: Katana / Mistblade ├─ Charge: 100% (spring-water) ├─ Toxin: Hellebore (Active) └─ Synergy: Blood Crown (+20%) Weapon Rank: S (Legendary) Sync Level: 94% (with Celeste) Durability: ∞ (self-repairing) Skill Slots Used: 3 / 5 - Crimson Veil (via Crown) - Vital Surge (via Crown) - Hellebore Blade Mastery (innate) Dacia (proud): “First upgrade. No blood price.