Deku X Lady Nagant 소설 & 이야기

Upon the pedestal lay the remaining weapons of Durga: a trident, a bow, a sword, and several smaller implements, each radiating its own distinct energy. Kaplan’s breath caught as he took them in. Even without the discus, the power emanating from the weapons was palpable, a living force that seemed to hum in the air. But the empty space where the discus should have been made his stomach tighten. It was good they already had it.

Deets and Newt started for the lots to catch the horses, Newt very conscious of the fact that he was the only one in the group without a sidearm. Deets had an old Walker Colt the size of a ham, which he only wore when he went on trips, since even he wouldn’t have been stout enough to carry it all day without wearing down. The Captain had gone to the lots ahead of them, since it took a little time to get the Hell Bitch saddled. He had her

She was also the right A****n for the job. The Golden Mare had finally gotten in touch with Katrina. Together with Buffy, they wrangled a forty woman combat team of SD plus fighters from Houses Ishara and Durga (from Indonesia) together to send as aid to the ninja. It sounded like a tear-drop in the ocean. Katrina insisted it wasn't. The ninja wanted to keep their war as secret as possible.

She stalked over and picked up a rusty but wicked-looking scythe. Lizzy’s neck felt clammy, and she stepped back. You’re in Wyoming. Not in Lagos. Not now. Never again. Lizzy stared at a familiar-looking weapon. Charlie followed her gaze. “This is a machete. It’s actually an East African panga. I ordered it online.” “Why?” Lizzy said in horror.

A silver-trimmed cloak billowed behind her, offering an ethereal aura as she moved. Lana's eyes flickered over the arsenal of weapons laid out before her, each one meticulously chosen to aid her in the upcoming battle. A silver sword, its blade shimmering in the dim light, rested in a sheath at her side. Its hilt was adorned with intricate carvings depicting wolves in a fierce chase, symbolizing both her strength and her connection to her pack.

“She’ll be okay, but she’ll need a bit of time.” I nodded. “Okay, report,” he said. “Forty injured, nine serious, no death.” I let out my own sigh of relief. “The one that came with Elaeya were prisoners. The woman is a naga.” I felt my eyebrows go up at that. Those are not frequent around here and nagis are pretty badass from what I heard. “Named Pavarti. The man is a drake.” My eyes widened even more. Those are nearly instinct and probably as rare as spirit wolves.

Even though her skill was a little rusty, she was still good at it. Sodeeq looked at the woman in front of him and winced. He couldn't believe that he had underestimated her because she was a lady. He had thought that she just meant to exercise herself but it turned out she was a warrior. Before he could break out of his thoughts, Roksolana slashed his upper shoulder and Sodeeq looked at his shoulder to see that the sword had slashed his clothes away and his scar was visible to the world.

While Gavin took Machine Guns such as bren machine gun,hotchkiss machine gun and MG42 Mag machine gun. Just like Cardo also picked the outstanding Schwarzlose machine gun, an AK-47 and tanto point a dagger class. Kulas took the assault rifle, a 6-inch stainless steel blade Ontario MK-3 Navy Knife and ammunition. "Woahh khez babes you look beautiful and at the same time you're scary"He's laughing at me after he said it to me afterwards he place it carefully. "so I won't bother you anymore"he added and turn to our busy companion.

He spent most of the time cleaning and reassembling the black fire-stick that he called the Nagant. Svetlana was repulsed by its oily sheen that resembled an Enemy’s skin, its aura of sly darkness. She had seen how deadly it could be, but Andrei told her that it only held two more shots to fire. What use was such a weapon compared with the generosity of Light? But Svetlana did not tell him that. The distance between them seemed to be growing with every empty minute they spent waiting for the train that did not come.

He had a glutton smile on his face. They all mentioned about their strength, expertise, and weapons of choice. Next was a pretty girl, with a curvaceous frame and laid back expression. "My name is Mira Decker. I am a Grenadier. A damage dealer and also proficient with swords." "My name is Rina August. I am a scout. Good with reconnaissance and many blades including daggers and long swords." A petite build with short hair followed them. "My name is Guss Novak. I am good with close-combat and also a paramedic specialist, good with shields and broadswords." Nervousness was apparent on Guss's face.