Did Sasuke Lose His Arm Novels & Stories

He lost his invisibility power because my sword hit his arm. "You b***h!" He shouted and attacked. I had prepared for that, so I immediately teleported to his back. He was surprised at first, but he seemed to feel my presence so at the same time as he faced me, he waved the sword he was holding. I immediately avoided it, but my arm was still hit. I didn't let out a reaction to it even though it was painful. It was as if my flesh was burning because of the depth. Although it was difficult to move my left arm, I struggled to stand up straight and position myself for the attack. Both arms have been injured so I feel a bit heavier. Because apart from being tired, I also have scars.

It fell off and landed on the ground on his watch. Although he was freaked out, he later realized that the falling arm was a fake one. It turned out that Yagyuu Hirai's original arm had been chopped off! "You bastard!" Yagyuu Ken yelled angrily and threw the fake arm hard on the floor. Then, he pulled out the sword on his waist and pointed it at Qin Haodong. "Given how much you've insulted our young master, you'll have to die today!" Qin Haodong smiled lightly. "You wish! We're in our country now. It's no place for you to act wildly!"

she whispered as our backs pressed together, turning towards the guards. “On the count of three. One, two, three,” I shouted, and we lunged forward. With a swift motion, I removed the prosthetic hand from my arm, revealing the sword hidden within. Losing my left arm had been a significant setback when I first woke, but thanks to the woman who saved me, I quickly trained with my right hand and adapted to my new prosthetic. It became a part of me, and I mastered it.

He sarcastically said, without looking up at the person approaching. Abigail sauntered up to her father with an almost identical smirk, offering him a metal hand. She had lost her right arm in a deadly mission at just fourteen years of age, she also lost her ability to speak..or perhaps she didn't see the need to communicate anymore. Her lost arm was replaced with an even powerful, bionic arm. One that was highly weaponized, courtesy of her father.

Left stupefied, Kort ended up taking a few steps backward and falling to the ground as he said, “T-third uncle! Where’s your arm?” “…Hmm? Haha! Ah yes, I forgot that you didn’t know about me losing my right arm…” replied Christopher with a firm nod. As the old man had said, his right arm was no longer there. Kort was caught by surprise by this since the long robes Christopher was wearing perfectly concealed the nub of his right arm. “But… You still had it the last time we met some twenty years ago! When did this happen?” “Haha! I broke my arm about ten years ago, so it’s no surprise that you wouldn’t know!”

(Alehandro) It's true to what Alehandro said, the entire floor was actually a large freezer, the temperature was so low, Sasu who responsible to check for traps tried to check for traps stop stepping forwards, after one of his Kunai that he throws into the room immediately frozen and shattered like a piece of glass the second it entered the room.

Sage scoffed as she held Lisa's arm with her bare palm. "Oww" Lisa groaned in pain as she dropped her gun. "Sage, Stop that"I yelled as I kicked her hand. "Shit" Lisa fell on the floor and held her arm. I tore my pant and tied them on her arm. "You should have not done that" I whispered to Lisa. "She wants me dead" Lisa winced in pain. "You have to chop off that hand before the poison spreads," Sage said as she gave me a knife. Lisa stretched her hand with her eyes closed and blood gushed out as I cut off the infected arm.

I just got more used to it. But the one on my arm was too tight. It wouldn’t give. My fingers had already gone numb. “Damn thing…” Muzan grunted, trying to cut the rope. “Leave it,” I growled. “What?!” Crunch. “Oh, you son of a…” I twisted my arm at the elbow and yanked it free, severing it completely, hollering in pain as I did. Blood poured, hot and fast. Muzan stared, stunned, but I was already on my feet, turning toward the next wave of enemies. My sword was slick in my remaining hand, but my grip didn’t falter.

It was thrown back and this time, it hit the other upper leg of my demon. Shit; I needed my fighter to win. Hope surged within me as my fighter disregarded the ninja star and lunged forward with his sword. The sword sliced through the air with a chilling sound, which abruptly ceased when it cut into Samael's demon's arm just above the elbow. I gasped and jumped up, my entire body tensing at the sight. The severed arm fell limply to the ground, and Samael exclaimed, "Fuck!" in annoyance. My eyes widened with more hope. The demon stared at his detached arm, trembling uncontrollably, fuelled by his overwhelming rage.

The door to the room swung open. The one-eyed man who had taken her last night was back. His voice was icy, "Keep thrashing about, and you'll lose the whole arm." Neve was not calmed by his words, still whispering to herself, "My arm, what happened to my arm? Why is it gone?" He stepped forward, his black combat boots thudding on the floor: "Your wound got infected, bad. We had to cut off your left forearm. Be thankful you're alive, not losing it here."