Dual Blade Maplestory Novels & Stories

It was a High-Frequency Blade. "Game Over," Julian whispered, the red light reflecting in the ice. "Begin... The Harvest."

Kyra's POV Mark's sharp eyes met my casual and smiling ones as he stood in a confident stance, holding his twin swords in each hand. Both swords were the opposite of each other; one was slender and only as wide as two fingers. It was also long, and its tip was as pointed as a nail's. The other one was thicker and wider, almost as wide as two adults' palms placed together. It was shorter, and the tip was blunt. Both weapons might seem different, but they complement each other quite well. The blunt one only makes use of raw strength and defense, while the other focuses more on speed and agility, making it good for offense and support.

replied Talyss, “Remember what I told you - about this style being truly great against multiple opponents? Well, this is why. Wielding two blades is referred to as the Cyclone Stance, and it was used to break enemy lines during warfare. “Perform your dances as normal… However, maintain a constant attack flow. If one blade is parrying, the other must be attacking. The only times you’re allowed to strike with both are after a riposte, or as a counter. And even then, resist the temptation.” As she spoke, Eva spun into her dance, faster and faster. She swung her blades around and felt them out. And while Eva acquainted herself more and more with how her blades moved in tandem, Talyss drew her ow

Everything was really complete. “Just look for what you need. I want to see the knives here,” said Cylo, then he went to the area where there were many sharp weapons. During the previous ambush by the Blood mafia, he lost his precious knife, so he wanted to buy a knife here. He spent quite a long time looking at the various types of knives here, but the twin knives with fox accents really caught his attention. So he immediately took both items. Cylo waved the knives around as if he were slashing his opponents. “Whoa... these are really light, and the handles feel just right in my hands. The blades are also really sharp and beautiful,” he said, deciding to buy the twin knives right away.

“A chance.” “Yes.” Jason’s gaze slipped to the window, to the city beyond, then back. “You get a blade that moves the moment you need it. A presence that makes men think twice. In return, I get a place to act when the world opens. Safety for someone I’m inclined to keep safe.” Alice didn’t look convinced. “You sound like someone bargaining with fate and expecting change without cost.” Jason tilted his head slightly. “Fate likes negotiation. It’s how stories survive.”

I kick her in the chest the lob her head off with my blade. Reaper shifts back into his cat hellhound hybrid as he takes on anyone that dares to come at me from the right. Blaze has rejoined the melee and taken up the spot to my left between me and Bonez.

"The Night blade is an intricate figure, it was discovered by the Medieval lords in some land called... You don't want to know. So right now, we just have to forge our own, the main blade still lay in the molten hill. So this one here is a carbon copy and we have installed different enchantments which I will tell you about the possible two the [Feather of truth] and [Heavy as a mountain] The [Feather of truth] reduces the weight of the sword... in times of trouble, we can use this enchantment to allow easy gliding through out enemies. Once they come at us heavy, we go light so that we can escape the snarl of the evil ones. Meanwhile, the [Heavy as a mountain] enchantment helps us when landin

Every single thing about him became so tough at each touch which Somira gave him. The feeling felt so good on Samira's body as she looked down to his thighs and saw how bulky his package had become, with his balls feeling so soft and full in his pant, as he pressed them on and against her belly button. And before she could say "Jack", he pulled a little ... ripped off his glasses from his eyes... and began to kiss and suck so hard her neck.. like his entire life depended so much on it... leaving Somira recklessly helpless... and almost completely damaged like a wreck.

Blake hissed. "Did I mention? If you kill me, your daughter will die too?" Bradley mocked and now I knew he was enjoying this a little too much for my liking. I don't understand how he can use a child in his sick games. I knew he was a coward because he had to send other people to deal with me rather than simply dealing with me himself. And now he was using my own daughter against me. "Reverse it. Now," Blake shouted. I looked up to see a group of wolves now emerging from the trees with most of them being rogue. But there was also the scent of the pack in there somewhere too which meant all the traitors were now with Bradley and knew what his game was.

I nodded. “You’re my slave, my property. Always remember that.” His eyes were filled with raw hatred. “I hate disobedient slaves.” He was a pure terror. “Baby girl, have some rest. I won’t fuck you in this state. I will be kind enough to let you have some rest. I don’t want you to die when serving your master,” he said as he walked out of the room, leaving me behind with my untreated wounds. I was left alone in the room with my messed-up body. I suffered a lot from these two demons in human form, Mr. Drake and Mr. David. They were wicked souls from the trench of hell.