Do You Like My Sword Tobuscus Novels & Stories

"You held back your word. You play the lady today. Without complaint." She sighed, a sound of genuine exasperation. "I remember our terms." She sheathed the practice sword in a rack at the yard's edge. "But a question first." "Ask." "Why? Why the secret match? You could have just ordered me to behave."He looked out over the deserted tiltyard, the rising sun painting the high walls in streaks of gold. "I needed to know if you were real," he said quietly. "Or just another pretty illusion. Illusions shatter. They make a mess." He looked back at her, his gaze unguarded for a fleeting moment.

I looked at her with a wry smile. “Observe the sword on Lucius' hand carefully, you see how luminous it appears? What could make a sword appear so if not that it had been dipped in a potent potion of the Nightshade plant.” I paused waiting for her to process the information. “No!” She said as if realizing something.

Without hesitation, I grabbed the sword, and the strange power radiating from it quickly crawled on my arm, but it quickly subsided like I was chosen to wield the sword. “GIVE ME BACK MY SWORD!” One of our visitors, Baron Marvin Rubio, suddenly appeared in front of me, causing me to step back and use the sword to block his powerful punch. I braced myself for the impact, but I felt nothing until I saw words engraved on its blade. Moon Rose Dance—Ventura

Faris walked into my study to see me studying the Moon’s Sword. “It is a precious gift from one who will soon become my beloved.” I touched the sword. I liked this sword. I had no use for swords but this one hummed with power every time I touched it. It was not a joke that it was indeed one of the relics of Deimos kingdom, a tool touched by the goddess herself.

He swung his sword gracefully and pointed at Busaba. Anubis was a bit confused yet, his eyes locked on Lilo's mocking face. “Let’s wreak havoc, shall we?” “YEAH!!!!” AWUUUUUU~

I gave myself a high five in my mind because I answered it without stammering but saying I only like books was not actually a good idea. I sighed and shook my head slightly at my dear boring life. " You sure like books alot Anna,guess we ain't in the same boat ." Caleb siad as he chuckled slightly. Way to go Anna you just made yourself seem like a freak that just loves her books and nothing more. "What do you dislike then?" He asked and something just popped into my mind. One one that was it. "Bullying…" I said as I paused before speaking again,I was trying to recollect myself.

said Kiara with a smile . ' Her expression just now.........what kind of meaning does a sword have in her mind ?!.......Did she get hurt when she was little while holding a sword . As far as I know she likes sports but now that I think about it , I have never seen her yield a sword before . Even when she was with her brother at the sports field . She never touched any swords........hmmmm...... ' thought Eskylrious who found her dislikes to swords suspicious because , based on her cheerful character , she should be a fan of them .

I raised my hand to cover my eyes from the sudden brightness. "What is it?" Anya asked in her bored tone. "Bright. It's too bright." When seeing became bearable, I reached for the sword with a huge black pommel instead and wrapped my fingers around it's hilt, half expecting it's weight to wear me down. It did not. Surprisingly, it felt considerably light in my hand as I playfully tossed it from hand to hand. I turned to find Zephyros's eyebrows furrowed and his lips drawn down into a frown. Lord Vas narrowed his eyes at the sword and frowned as well.

He took a step forward and shouted, "Whether you like it or not, you're going to hand it over!" A spark appeared in front of Sian. A gold lance with a length of more than nine feet appeared in his hand. The sharp aura erupted from the lance and the pressure of the lance twisted the space around it to display the supreme might. Tobias sneered after hearing what Severin said. It was an eighth-grade spiritual herb they were referring to. Surely, he was not willing to give up easily.

“I have to stay here for a while and pretend I’m recuperating, Mom.” She squeezed Zeph’s hand. “Of course, darling.” “Don’t worry, Mrs. Hayes. She won’t combust,” Theia said. Everyone chuckled, including my dad. “Are you gonna tell us what’s the sword all about? Why no one can touch it?” “Like an Excalibur, it’s wielded for me—” “And her mate. It hurts or burns anyone who touches it. It’s a present to him to fight alongside when the time comes,” explained Theia, making me laugh. “Kidding. She’s just possessive of it. It’s given to her by her master.”