Inseperable Sword Novels & Stories

It seemed like seeing these kinds of things in person wasn't new to them. "Can I hold this one?" Eleonna asked which brought him back to reality. The girl pointed at the weapon situated on the top. He nodded. Eleonna opened the glass gently and snatched the knife from its place. She scanned the weapon in awe. Its silver blade was about three centimeters long, it had three small holes on the middle. The shape of its holder was like a gun's magazine but was silver as well. She flipped it as she saw a word imprinted on it.

Francis said with a small frown on his face. “I mentioned it. You must have forgotten,” Ericson replied in a dismissing tone as there was no reason to be discussing what they were gradually heading to. They both stopped talking and the world around them froze but for their hearts which began to race when they saw Sarah lift up a sword above Harold. The sword which was long and without doubt, sharp, glowed and glistened with the light that bath it. The sword was made of silver. The other students were in a pile of each other, everyone of them in one way or the other, unable to help Harold and even themselves.

Not me. “Is this really okay? Your sword looks expensive. I think I might break it.” I said to him. “Nah, this sword is indestructible. Give it a swing if you like.” Hearing those confident words, I turned and faced an empty area as I remove the sword out from its sheath. It’s a single-edged sword— a falchion sword, I think. Wait a second. Why does this sword feel so familiar…? Where have I seen it before?

She glanced around and saw that the village elders were in complete attendance. Behind the Duke's son stood two new faces, the foreigner and the noble who she talked to earlier this morning. She tried to bring her mind to what they discussed just to distract herself from what happened inside the manor. The Sword of the Godslayer. She thought to herself. If my father had access to the artifact she just held, is there any chance that he might have had the Zephyrean sword as well?

’ everybody assumed impatiently. Tension of the crowd was aroused in alarm, their hearts raced with unwelcoming anticipation. Finally, a figure emerged from the huge waves as a victor, the sword of Eryndor– Eryndor, exhausted but triumphant, his Conch shell still clutched in his hand.

"You're going to pay for damaging my shield!" In a swift motion, Severin summoned his Scarletsky Sword, the blade of which was brimming with swordwill that sliced through the surrounding space. With a firm grip on the sword, Severin unleashed thousands of sword beams upon the galaxy monster, with each one spanning ten thousand feet and sweeping away everything in its path.

Count Croyso smiled and nodded, asking Thomas to take it. Selena brought out a dazzling short sword, its sheath made of gold and encrusted with gems, the hilt adorned with a large, lustrous pearl. It was incredibly valuable. Holding the sword with both hands, Selena said, “Father, you are a warrior, and this sword suits you perfectly. I went to great lengths to find it, so you must like it, or I’ll take it back!”

Lucas looked at the crowd of the Ghost Ax Palace faintly. The second in command of the Ghost Ax Palace gulped his saliva and looked at Lucas, horrified. "What sword is that in your hand?" Jin swore that he had never met such a scary sword in his life. Lucas smiled faintly. "If you wish to know, then I shall let you know about it." "This sword is the Immemorial Dragon Sword, the sword that will kill all of you." His comment stunned Jin as well as the crowd of the Ghost Ax Palace.

After reassuring Jackson, he turned to Delainey and said, “Let’s go.” “Okay.” Delainey kept her head low as she followed behind James. The two walked out of the reception hall. “Delainey, the sword…” She turned around, and a sword hurtled toward her. Delainey caught the sword and unsheathed it. It was a broken sword. The sword was transparent, its blade was crystal clear like ice, and it exuded a white mist. James looked at the sword and immediately recognized it as the Mount Thunder Sect’s Divine Sword, the Frost Sword that had been shattered by Celestial Sect’s leader.

Her intense gaze, hardened by countless battles, was tempered by her unwavering loyalty to Somerland. To Elysia's left stood Gareth Swordbane, widely feared and respected as the Sword Demon. He was a tall, imposing figure, his eyes sharp and deadly. Known for wielding a blade with unparalleled mastery, Gareth’s skill in swordsmanship was legendary, his reputation as a ruthless opponent striking fear into the hearts of all who dared challenge him. His sword, an ancient blade etched with runic symbols, was strapped across his back, and his eyes held a piercing focus that spoke of countless battles fought and won.