Gladio Sword Novels & Stories

Hayden was standing in front of the glass box. In the glass box was a sword in a white colored scabbard. A name was written on the glass in silver letters. "Adiuvat Talwar'' (The brave sword). I opened the glass top. I held the sword by the hilt and took it out, examining it. It fitted my palm. I raised it and it felt like a feather in my hand, not like other weapons that are heavy. I removed the white scabbard that slid off without any resistance. The gleam of the silver weapon left me astounded. I looked carefully to see latin words carved on the silver blade. Hayden stood beside me reading it. He was familiar with latin. "Solum adiuvat iustum, et de anima James'' (Only for the brave and j

X voice grew coldly. Isreal began laughing hysterically, as he unsheathed a long sword. “It seems as if you do not understand your place. I have you surrounded, surrender and I will spare your life, as Lord Henderson will decide you fate. He will be the god to judge you.” The sword Israel held was definitely finely crafted. The Sword was hand forged as the Damascus pattern resembled a calm river. The hilt was made of bronze and fitted with gold. No matter what quality his sword was, it will still rubbish before X’s translucent blade.

She just shakes her head at him and he lets her move to me. “This blade is a very special blade. It will do the job.” She hands me the Katana. I step back, my hands on the handle and the sheath. The sheath is black and purple with a dragon that wraps around the full length of it. Its mouth open facing the handle of the sword. I remove the sword and hand the sheath to her. I hold the sword up, looking at the steel. The blade is clean and sharp, it glistens under the light. I walk to Gianni. I stand at his side. I raise the sword in my hands, turning my body, adjusting my feet.

I reached into the stash and retrieved my weapons. If the plan worked properly, then there would be a lot of fighting. I was grateful for the time I had to prepare myself now. I never took killing others lightly, but I never hesitated when the need arose. My hands were covered in bandages, as always, but I hadn’t been wearing my gloves. I usually took them off when I wasn’t active. I put them on now. I pulled my sword from the sheath. The silver blade shone in the sunset. I traced the edge with my glove. It was sharp. The sword was made from a special silver alloy developed by the church.

Wyatt said somberly. The Gladius sect was the founding sect of all the Nine Orders, Eighteen Principles and Thirty-Six Sects that focused on swords. Although they were not as distinguished as the Sacred Medicine Society, they were still very important among the mystic martial arts sects! The Gladius Sect wasn't a single sect. It represented the Warriors of a certain school, and it included more than 100 sects of various sizes. The arrival of the three top swordsmen in a small place like Sartvale was an unprecedented event in the history of Sartvale's martial arts community. In fact, the entire martial arts community would be paying close attention to the martial arts battle!

Adrienne walked away before she could finish, heading straight for the weapons rack where swords of varying lengths and weights hung in neat rows. She heard Giselle's footsteps hurrying to catch up, but didn't slow down. Her fingers closed around the hilt of a longsword, pulling it free with a soft hiss of steel. She held it up to the light, examining the blade with a critical eye. The balance is good. The edge is sharp. Not as perfectly weighted as her own sword back in her chambers, but serviceable. "Your Highness." Adrienne lowered the blade to find Sir Greene approaching, his expression carefully neutral. He bowed slightly to her, then turned to Giselle. "My lady."

They were the most dangerous weapon in the Excluded armada's arsenal. "Then we had better get to them first," Jack said. He pulled his dark-gold sword from the sheath and checked its edge. The crack along the blade had spread another inch. The Genesis Coin in his chest was fractured in three places. His Void arm pulsed with the cooperative rhythm of the Utterance's partnership, but even that partnership was untested in real combat conditions.

Eliza popped out of concealment with her spear held at the ready, the razor-sharp tip pointed menacingly. He saw Kali’s weapon clearly for the first time. In her right hand was a long, dark metallic sword with some kind of engraving on the blade. In fact, the language etched into the Arabian-type sword matched that of Nicholas Clurife’s perfectly. He remembered that specific sword all too well. Blakeney took the stairs two at a time and sealed off the only other exit. He slipped into a defensive crouch, the sword of Troy and a shield in battle position.

There was also a golden cover at the center of its handle, and there were some abstract designs embossed on it. Cordelia's spear can shrink into a handy weapon with blue crystal blades on both ends but in different sizes, from where the mainly used one is much longer and visible than the other one. Its handle was made with silver metal with shiny and tiny pieces of crystals sprinkled all over it. Her partner—Helios, got his sword upgraded as well. His weapon could turn into different styles and sizes that he thought would fit into a certain battle.

Yman chose the sword that about 2 feet in length. It was laying beside the silver shortsword. The name of the sword was Gladius. It has a double edge. It wasn't too short and wasn't long at the same time. It cost 350 GP only. Much cheaper than the silver shortsword. And had an additional attack of +15, much lower compared to the shortsword.