Eleonora's Pole Blade Location Novels & Stories

Elena’s boots crunched on the frost as she stepped into the circle. “Neutral ground,” Mara said quietly beside her. “No weapons drawn. No first strike. Break it, and the whole valley turns on you.” Elena nodded. She could feel the old magic in the stones. Faint, but real. Kael stood behind her, arms crossed, eyes scanning the cliffs. Twenty Blackthorn wolves spread out behind them, silent, watching. “Orin’s here,” he said without looking at her. Elena felt it too. The bond prickled with warning.

_____ ​KAELEN’S POV ​The feedback loop of the white-gold blast shot an electric jolt straight down our quicksilver tether, the density of the magic nearly knocking me off my feet as I stood at the edge of the ridge. ​I gripped the hilt of my regular iron broadsword, my breath coming in short, fragile gasps as my shared violet mark throbbed against my neck. I watched from the distance as Elena stabilized Nikolai's chest, her uncorrupted aura casting massive, majestic shadows against the granite crags of the peak.

I tell her about life above the ground and try to respond as best as possible to her questions while I wait for the scythe. It doesn't take long for the scholar to return. The scythe is smaller than I expected. It has a straight handle, while the blade has the shape of a crescent moon and red. Different gems ornate the blade. When I touch it, I feel how powerful the scythe is. I put it in the messenger bag I have. I look at the Queen and make a small bow. “Thank you, Queen scorpion. I shall not forget this. The werewolves all around the world will hear about your kindness. If you even need our help, contact me. I am Elena Țepeș, from the Blood Moon Pack.”

Forest nodded his head and winked at her, causing her face to become even redder. "Yes, we would." The one in front was suddenly pushed away, and another came out. "You said you were looking for a man named Old Porv. We know who he is and where he lives." "Can you please tell us?" Elena asked, suddenly serious. "Once you leave this city," the woman started. "You ride straight down till you find the nearest guest house. You are likely to find him there as he is always around looking for people to cheat into buying his sword-fighting scrolls."

Eleana sniffed her nose while trying to hold back her tears. The door opened again, and Leonardo walked in. Antonio and Eleana looked at him before breaking the hug. "Ayden's location has been traced. It's in the northern area. Leonardo informed them with a dark expression on his face. Hearing his words, Antonio's face also darkened as he clenched his fists. Eleana, on the other hand, had no idea about the sudden danger, as she felt a sudden relief after hearing the unknown information about the upcoming storm.

Said Luese then he left without saying another word. Back in Earth Metal Sekora put away the sword, then she and D2 ported back to Earth while Stefan tried to locate another sword and Elsa went home. Stefan used his power and found the next sword location which was near the Swallowing swamp. Stefan and Savannah prepared to help Sekora get the sword with some training.

All this time, I had been right! Fuck you, world! The man did not respond, but Elena settled up next to me as she slid her knife back into her pocket. When she noticed me watching her, she shrugged with indifference. "What? If that's true, we both know that little knife won't do anything to them. It's not even silver." I wanted to scoff at her, but I was soaring so high that nothing could bring me down. "Then why on Earth would you bring it on a trip to find werewolves?"

“Of course! Do you think Leila could survive throughout the endless years of the universe without some strong sources?” “Elora, since you know this, then you should also understand that Leila has no chance of winning this time, and you, Elora, are just the beginning. Soon, we will wipe out Leila and completely occupy this place.” “If you want to invade and occupy Leila, you have to ask the sword in my hand if it agrees!” After Elora finished speaking, she swung the three-foot green sword in her hand. A sword light instantly spanned the distance between the two and appeared in front of the ball-shaped object as if it was about to cut it open.

Sunlight cut through the high archways, lighting up dust floating over the polished stone floor. Elena stood at the center of the yard. She wore a tight black leather vest and soft boots, her long silver hair tied high behind her head. In her right hand, she held a short training blade made of blunted steel. Standing ten feet in front of her were her triplets: Jax, Leo, and Maya.

I tutted softly, stabbing a rare piece with my knife, the piece almost completely red as I held it up to her. “How clumsy of you, maybe your steak is just too tough. Go ahead, try mine,” I offered, the picture-perfect couple. Though for Eleonore, I suppose that all she saw was a man pointing a knife at her, waiting for her to open her mouth to stab her through. She warily leaned forward, lips parting as they wrapped around the piece of meat, careful of the blade before she quickly pulled away while I just grinned, playfully spinning the knife in my hand.