Frost Blade Novelas e Histórias

The Frost Wolf is awake. It is massive, its body made of ice and shadow. Its eyes burn with cold fire. When it moves, the ground freezes beneath its feet. "Seraphina," Kael says. "We need to fight." "Yes. We do." We meet the Frost Wolf on the frozen plains. The battle is brutal, fierce. The Frost Wolf is stronger than anything we have faced. Its cold cuts through our armor. Its claws shatter our shields. But I have the Sun Blade. I raise it high. Light explodes from the blade, pure and blinding. The Frost Wolf howls, recoiling from the light.

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I gripped the hilt of my blade harder and hold on like my life depended on it. Usually, the hellblade felt like an extension of my rage and gave me warmth, but now, I reached for something else. I reached for the cold void I had felt when I learned the truth about my mothers death. “Frost Bite!” I yelled. The red glow of the hellblade didn’t vanish, but it was suddenly encased in a layer of jagged, blue-white frost. The temperature in my immediate circle plummeted. My breath hitched as the cold bit into my hands, turning my fingers blue.

a lady exclaimed. Larice couldn’t stand with these people any longer. They took her rapier … they took everything from her. Tears kept on falling from the corner of her closed eyes. The curses and yells went on and on … filling the hall with louder noises. “Unhand me …” Larice clenched her fists, her breaths increasing. “I said unhand me!” she yelled out to the hunters, grabbing her arms. Frost instantly spread out from their touch, expanding on their hands, then to their arms. “What the—“

For the Ebony Panther King was already on his way here. “Wing Augmented Bloodied Blade: Crazed Cut of the Blade King” Mane swung the sword with all his strength. The stone sword hummed strongly, glowing with a beautiful green light. The winds of change mingled happily with destructive lightning and created a greater output of power than either was capable of individually. For a second it looked like it was going to break. But it stood firm, handling the destructive energy of the Bloodied Blade technique before handing it over to something else – the crystal clad abdomen of the White Fox.

"Legendary sword?" Arth had known that they’re the highest class of weapons above the common, rare, and enchanted ones. The chief had told him that only six legendary weapons ever existed in this world, but he never knew that there was actually one in Glacia. Robert nodded. "The legendary cursed blade, Frostcalibur. It’s the only sword that can restore the Power Crystal in Glacia. But ever since the war, it's nowhere to be found until now." "What happened to it?"

The pain of it was a physical white–hot agony in my shared chest. The hesitation was all Blade needed. The curse, fed by that fresh, devastating pain, surged back with a vengeance. The grey in his eyes vanished, swallowed by the violent red-blue. *I’LL SHOW YOU STRONG!* With a snarl that held no humanity, Blade’s clawed paw shot out. It wasn’t a swipe to wound. It was a killing blow. Fast, brutal, final. The girl’s whimper was cut off. Silence, except for the drip of the rain and Blade’s heavy panting.

I brace myself for what's to come. “I Beta Gavin Finley of the Ruby Mountain pack here by rejecting you Talia Davis of the Lobos Sombra pack as my mate” her eyes get wider as I speak, she shakes her head but as I say the last words a pain shoots through my chest. She screams but I grind my back teeth. I won't give this bitch the chance to see me hurt. She grips her chest as another round of pain hits, I won’t lie I feel like my soul is being ripped from my chest, but she will never see me fold in front of her.

"The more you save them, the more you break. By the time the eclipse ends, you'll be nothing but a pile of violet dust, and the mountain will be mine to rebuild." "Then we'll be dust together," I said. I dropped to the floor, landing between Killian and the surviving wolves. I wasn't hovering anymore. I was heavy. My footsteps cracked the obsidian floor. I walked toward him, every movement a battle against the paralysis of the Frost. Killian drew a blade of pure, liquid silver—the Primary Conduit. "You think your love for these dogs makes you strong? It makes you a target." He lunged. The blade met my forearm, and the sound was like a hammer hitting an anvil. The silver rot flared, trying to

Usually, the hellblade felt like an extension of my rage and gave me warmth, but now, I reached for something else. I reached for the cold void I had felt when I learned the truth about my mothers death. “Frost Bite!” I yelled. The red glow of the hellblade didn’t vanish, but it was suddenly encased in a layer of jagged, blue-white frost. The temperature in my immediate circle plummeted. My breath hitched as the cold bit into my hands, turning my fingers blue. “Manolya, your hands!” Pelin shouted. “I’ve got it! Just make him busy!”