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The wound had burned like molten metal, worse than anything I’d experienced before, and the memory was as vivid as if it had happened minutes ago. Jason’s eyes flared with rage, a dark flame flickering in the depths of his gaze. He didn’t spare me a look, but I could feel the fury emanating from him, pulsing like a heartbeat. Without a word or any warning, he lunged forward, charging into the shadowy expanse under the deep, azure sky. His trench coat flared behind him, catching the wind like dark wings, as he raised his twin blades. They glinted ominously in the moonlight, deadly shards of silver light cutting through the night as he brandished them in front of him, ready to slice down anyth

From here, it looked like the next set of woods was just ahead a hundred yards or so, but those trees were not an accessible place to hide, unless Blade was a really, really good jumper. Ahead of her, Ellie watched as Blade realized there was a hole in the ground ahead of him. He slid, turning sideways, his back feet swinging around and dust and rocks flying into the air. He tipped to his right, his eyes bulging, but then, before he teetered in, he was able to fall back the other direction.

Shame this was evening happening to me. Unfortunatly, Damon moved to stand beside Ethan. “These are Twisted Blade push daggers. A tri-edge blade that spirals. Also known as a cyclone blade. They insure maximum damage with little effort. When used correctly, it will increase our killing effectiveness by 10%. Your opposite will bleed out before their wolf will be able to heal them.”

The blades looked lighter, a chill ran through my spine the moment I recognized it. Silver.

“Surely this kid can’t escape with three light blades on both sides.” The light blade swished through the air at an incredibly fast speed, as it aimed for Fane’s face. Although he retreated quickly, he was still too slow. Everyone's eyes widened when they saw the blades closing in on his arms, and even some of them were imagining what his arms would look like after, all mangled and bloody.

Blade’s POV I woke up groaning in pain as the first thing I felt was a twinge in the lower part of my back. Then the next bundle of pain came right after from my forehead and when I reached out to it, I felt a bandage around my head. The door opened and although my sight was quite blurry, I could still make out the image of Camila. She had a good scent and was in a different outfit which was a good sign that things were getting better.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

If he couldn't make full use of his physical advantage, then he had to avoid the disadvantage. Therefore, what Caspian had made for Xander Faris was two wide blades with long arcs. The broad blade was not held in the hand, but fixed on the two arms, and the edge of the blade was outward. When the broad blade was erected, it was almost as high as Xander Faris. In this way, when Xander Faris lowered his arms and stood straight, he looked like the most fierce and sharp blade! "It suits me very well." Xander Faris carefully felt the magic weapon at spirit tools level.

Reaching for his side, Ymir unsheathed another blade, and in the same instant the ones in his hands vanished. I backed away immediately after witnessing the change of blades. I didn't want to rush forward with an attack when I wasn't sure of what these new blades could do. It was safe to assume that each of them possessed unique abilities, someone like this couldn't possibly face the Lycan with ordinary blades. People like him were way too proud to even think of doing so. "These blades nullify healing of any sort, do not think you'll heal back after I cut you to pieces with these blades." He educated. It was a foolish thing to do, but I was pleased he had opened up.

The weapon didn't glow, but it hummed at a hyper-sonic frequency, vibrating millions of times per second. The Silencer drove the monomolecular blade directly down through the roof of the armored transport. The high-frequency steel parted the composite-weave Blackwatch armor like a hot knife through butter. Inside the APC, an Ironhead ganger looked up just in time to see the vibrating tip of the blade slide effortlessly through the ceiling. "They're cutting through the hull!" he screamed. Total chaos erupted. The militia began firing blindly out of the APC's firing ports, the bright yellow muzzle flashes illuminating the horrific scene in strobe-light bursts.