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Samson said. He puts his phone on loud speaker and dropped it on the table to have a feel of the Night blade. Samson stood up and he unsheathed the sword right in front of Alicia who gulped. The handle of the long sword was a wooden-medieval gold cabinet but the blade was stark and stoic. It could cut through any metal, alloid or repel steel attacks plus the enchantments being installed made the sword more distopic.. "Boss, the Night blade should be installed into one of the mechanincal bots being structured here at Boneridge."

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.”

“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.

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.

Ren switched his visual feeds to ambient-light amplification. Emerging from the pitch-black shadows of the dead Sector 6 streets were shapes. They were sleek, humanoid, and entirely painted in light-absorbing vantablack. They didn't carry kinetic rifles. They carried long, vibrating, high-frequency monomolecular blades that emitted no heat and no light. "Target lock failed," Ren's internal system warned him. The Behemoth's advanced AI couldn't track the entities. They were invisible to radar, thermal, and electronic scans. "What are they?" Leo asked, straining to see the monitors.

The field quieted as he stepped forward, blade in hand. He dashed to the center of the field, his blade slicing through the air with a deadly grace. His movements were fluid yet commanding, his strikes calculated to perfection. Erika couldn’t tear her eyes away, captivated by the sheer power he exuded. The way his muscles rippled beneath his shirt, the precision of his footwork—it was as if the blade was an extension of his body.

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.