Double Sword Back Holster 소설 & 이야기

So, what are you going to do about him? Before I took off from the packhouse, I made sure to put the weapon I had in my pocket. It’s a blade that’s in its leather sheath. The leather is lined with metal at the bottom to protect me further. It’s a silver blade that’s been dipped in wolfsbane. I don’t want to talk about how I came across it; it’s just something I had in case I needed it. The funny thing is that I don’t think I was strong enough to use it then. Are you strong enough now?

I peered into one, holding it up to the candle holder, the liquid inside swirl as I swilled it. I Put them in the special holsters made into the jackets exterior, and tightened my black boots I removed from under the bed. I was already in black pants. We needed to blend in with the night, so that's we wore all black. "Let's go," I said at last, after removing my silver plated sword from the hatch in the ceiling and stowing it in the special holster at my left side. We got outside and onto mounted the black stallions. The horses grunted in response.

He to have a nod before going back to hugging my naked form, resting his chin on my shoulder from behind while I began to brush my teeth. “The armor has been bought up.” He stated as I finished up, before hopping in the shower and washing myself quickly. Once I was finished, Lewis had one too, then we both began to change. A tight brown bulky top rested on my torso and I shimmied myself into a pair of tight leather pants. On the thigh, lay a holster for a gun and on the other one for a dagger. Around my waist rested a utility belt, with rope, extra ammunition, a pocket sized first aid kit, and a bottle of fluid with the label wolfs bane sat on the front.

From facing three with the same level of strength as him, and struggling to dealing with fourteen stronger than him. Mane gently massaged his wrist as he carefully and gently retrieved the two weapons encased in the gorgeous sheaths that lay on his back. One of the two, a sword, was made entirely of black metal, even its handle. It was over a meter in length and it glowed brightly under the sun, a curious contradiction of colors. The other was a knife. It was shorter, under a meter long and was golden, just like Mane’s hair. In Mane’s mind space the excitement of the7th and the 8th could be felt as Mane called upon the artefacts. The Wandering Sword God and the Bloodied Blade Lord watched in

(It fits perfectly, okay). After packing, I took my sword and went outside to practice a bit while I was waiting for Justine to return. Before I started I studied my sword for the thousands time. It was actually very beautiful. It was silver with a blue reflection. On the blade was engraved; my daughter. It was engraved in a beautiful cursive font, above the scripture was an infinity symbol made of sapphires. The hilt was very comfortable in my hand, and the sword itself felt like an extension of my arm. The length and build of the sword were perfect.

Yman chose the sword that about 2 feet in length. It was laying beside the silver shortsword. The name of the sword was Gladius. It has a double edge. It wasn't too short and wasn't long at the same time. It cost 350 GP only. Much cheaper than the silver shortsword. And had an additional attack of +15, much lower compared to the shortsword.

My little wolf certainly had grit. “Give me my belongings please”. She held her hands out and I went back to the safe. The door was still open, so I reached in and grabbed her two swords, the beauty of the blades and their inscriptions not going unnoticed. They seemed to sing in my hands, much like my ax. I then handed her the backpack she also arrived with. She attached her swords to the back of her suit, reached into her pack, and retrieved a small blade she pushed into her shoe.

So he needs to be out first. I stretched my hand to my back and gripped my sword. For the inexperienced eyes, it would look like a big round metal rod that has some symbols on it. In truth, it was a double bladed sword that can be divided into two pieces. It was a family heirloom, my father had left me. I gave the still sheathed sword a few swings and nodded. It has been a while since I used that thing on something else than the Infected, but I guess this would be a good exercise.

"They feel quite light..." I grip the white sword in my right hand and the black sword in my left. They fit well and feel comfortable in my hands. When I swing them, they don't feel heavy at all, despite their large size. The swords are shiny and appear to be quite valuable. They have two blade edges on each side and taper to a point on the sides, rather than being centered like regular swords. They have a good visual appeal, and I'm grateful for them. However, I can't help but wonder why there is no sheath for them, and I have no idea what material they're made of. If it were a fictional metal, it might be something like mithril, adamantium, or orichalcum.

I assume the L is for my middle name, which I don’t know. I applied lotion onto my body before I got dressed in my underwear. I then pulled on the booty shorts and the sports bra. I blow dried my hair and tied it into a ponytail. I then walked back to the box. I strapped the gun and knife holders onto my body before putting the knives where they belong. The knives are gold where you have to hold them, and the blades are silver.