Romans & histoires Fallen Samurai

Anishta covered her ears with her hands while pressing her head down and Gyan also helped in bringing down Samar and his men but it would not have been so easy, they were all skilful shooters. "Kill everyone but I want him alive" Rajan and his team came into action as they got order from their boss and they surrounded them from the other side and attacked him for which Samar was not ready at all, within a few minutes, his men were killed and he was on his knees in front of Tapish, bleeding from both his hands from the bullet wounds. “Kill me if you want to be safe” Samar hissed earning a chuckle from Tapish “You will die but not that, I have decided something special for you which you will k

After my shower last night, I’d collapsed into bed and fallen asleep almost instantly. Before I knew it, Sam had crawled under the covers beside me, phone in hand, already playing the clips. They were short videos—all but the last one. “This is it, Dad!” Sam cried excitedly, clicking on the final clip. The video showed Sam being painted and dressed as a warrior of the Moon Goddess, while a voice narrated the story of Fenric and Killian.

with her sword which was shining in the light showing how sharp it was. "I am practicing to be a samurai since I was eight." Gaura informed him. "Girls can't be samurai..." Samuel was shocked and then he realized his mistake. "You said this when we were in third grade." Gaura smirked. Samuel gulped. It seemed she took that seriously. He still remembered that fight when he mocked Gaura who informed the whole class that she wanted to be a samurai. Gaura attacked him and in that fight Ken got a cut on his forehead while he also had a mark on his body which was a prove that he was the one who lost in that war.

As for Samara, who was so young and inexperienced in the world of cultivators, she would definitely suffer losses later. The two sides had fought fiercely for a few rounds in the blink of an eye. When Ethan noticed that Samara's move was becoming increasingly fierce, he realized that time was running out, so he purposefully revealed a flaw. "Go to hell!" Samara was eager to apprehend the assassin so she could return to the princess as soon as possible. Of course, she would not pass up such an opportunity. She yelled before stabbing the assassin with her longsword.

Paul interrupted him. “Attack him!” Max shouted in annoyance. The Samurai's with Max started running towards Paul. Paul quickly made his sword touch one of the immortals Samurai with the sharp edge of the sword which made him visible. “Kill everyone except the one I spoke too.” He ordered. The Samurai he had released nodded his head and ran towards the other Samurai's. He was very fast and before one could count up to 3, all the Samurai's lay on the ground in pieces. Max stood alone now and was surprised when he saw his comrades in pieces. Who ever this new Samurai is, he was dangerous. He turned to run away at least to escape and tell Philly what he saw when he saw Paul standing behind him.

She went over to her case and picked up another longer dagger and went back to Kimmie who tried to wiggle away. “Now in Japan there is a technique that samurais used. This is called seppuku. So, when a samurai caused a great dishonor to his family he was expected to kill himself. And the way they did it was they took their short sword- called a wakizashi and they would stab themselves in the gut.” She pierced Kimmie’s stomach only enough to draw blood. “And they would drag it across all the way...” She slashed her stomach as she spoke. “This caused all of their intestines and organs to spill onto the ground. Obviously they cut way deeper than this but we don’t want our toy to leave us so soo

“Boom! Boom! Boom!” the warplanes began to bombard the monsters. They all burn with fire. All the remaining soldiers were excited again. They shot the monster down and finally victory for the Hope organization had arrived. But all that means nothing to Eren. He had lost the person he loved so much.

I’ve braided my long black hair, undone it, then re-braided it, fidgeting about in the back, settling even deeper into my large, white, fur coat, and I decided it's time to say something. “I’m hungry sir,” I tell the driver. The golden and brown curtain dividing the front and back of the carriage is drawn and my bodyguard, Dante, checks on me. He’s dressed in his official black and red armor, and I can see his sword poking through the side of the curtain, about to fall over to my side. “Aren’t you hot in that thing,” I ask. “Aren’t you, dressed in that fancy rug,” Dante replies, mocking my coat. “I’ll have you know I can have your head for that, as the future wife of Imperator Seth,” I giggl

How was that even possible? “Alruin, look out!” Sam suddenly screamed and shoved me out of the way, but he couldn't get out in time himself. I crashed on the ground and looked up, right before another beast sunk its claws into Sam's chest. I screamed, but no sound came out of my mouth. Suddenly, I felt something towering over me, my heart started to pound and when I looked to my left, I realized that the fallen beast had risen to his feet. Wasn’t this supposedly the one I had killed? Where was the hole in its chest?

But at least I'll have the match in my hand." She looked up at him, a silent plea that he understand. "I have to do this, Dean Wason. For all of us. For those who can't fight back. For those who have been silenced." "And what of me, Sama Arthur?" he said, his voice cracking. "What of us? What of the life we could have had? What of the family we could have had?" "There can be no us, Dean Wason," she said, the words a cold, bitter lie that tore her apart from the inside out. "Not anymore. There hasn't been an 'us' since I walked away. And tonight was a reaffirmation of that. A final farewell to a ghost." He closed his eyes, a single tear tracing a path down his cheek. "You're a coward, Sama Ar