Novel & Cerita Kai Razor Blades

Fighting throngs of them in human form is Thor's specialty. Before I abandon the car, I open the glove compartment and bring out the serrated edge karambit knife I took from Uncle Knox's workshop. The karambit is a perfect knife for silent killing. It can slice deep into flesh with ease and the curved and serrated edges on the silver blade make it a deadly and dangerous weapon that can hook and snag at sensitive organs like the intestine, making the person suffer a slow and painful death.

“Those are blunted. Though I don’t know if you have blades like these where you’re from. These are very heavy, and we’re trained to them since we’re very young, so…” Enough was enough. The condescending, indulgent tone he was using, she wouldn’t overlook it, not on top of everything else. She opened her mouth, lips twisting into the beginning of a snarl and tongue poised to deliver - only for her to swallow back the sharp warning. Kaizat, who had walked over to join Oscar at the rack, suddenly pulled the single massive greatsword hanging by its crossguard between two wooden prongs with one hand.

The blades were wickedly curved, etched with silver runes. "Are those... backup measures?" Noah asked, his voice low. Kael didn't turn around, but Noah saw the corner of his mouth twitch into a smirk in the reflection of a nearby windowpane. "One must always be prepared for the final boss, as you would say. These are quite special. I borrowed them from our dear friend Chayton’s private collection while he was busy nursing his bruised ego. I’m sure he won't mind. Sharing is caring, bestie."

No, Kai never left a debt unpaid. “Ready?” He pulled out surgical shears from a first aid kit that he’d opened up close by as he spoke. “Let’s get it over with” I shut my eyes and waited. In a few seconds, his hand pressed down on my uninjured shoulder and I felt the cold metal of the surgical shears piercing my skin slowly. If I said that every single moment wasn't mind-numbingly painful then I was full of shit, I just struggled to remain still because I hated being seen as vulnerable in Kai’s eyes, or anyone else really.

Then I grabbed my sheath for my waist and inserted my seven inch parkerized blade. “Holy Moon Goddess! You look like you are going to war.” Rory squealed. I laughed at her energy. I look over at Aiden who is looking at me with some emotion I cannot name. The last thing I grab is my Kukri Machete. It’s eight inches long and completely black. There is only a thin silver lining along the edge. It’s great for combat, but I am going to slice through some of the targets. “Okay, I’m ready.”

Haakon lowered the blade Shaky, pointing, lawn. Ragnar saw that the weapon looked strange and complex. A serrated blade was used for the edge, and the blade itself appeared to have a complex mechanism. "Well, dear." said the sergeants. It may be used. You are armed and I am not.

Blade knows that Kala would be furious if he finds out what his daughter said so Blade cannot say a word. "You are not answering my question, Blade," Kala said again. Blade gulped when Kala lifted his face, groping his cheeks and squeezing them rigorously. Kala looked at Blade sharply, his eyes were like spikes that can kill you in an instant, his eyes alone scares people not to talk about how his body is built. Kala is as hard as a rock.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Lord Red Cloud suddenly stopped laughing and, in an unexpected move, threw three shining blades at Kiran, which caught him by surprise. "Kiran, be careful!" shouted the people from Dragonsland instinctively. Kiran didn’t move but watched the approaching spinning blades. These blades were shaped like five-pointed stars, each tip a curved, razor-sharp edge. The three blades attacked from different angles—one directly aimed at the forehead. This way, the person who was attacked would suffer attacks from three directions. Any hit from these blades would be fatal.

"A kind shopkeeper just informed me that you're in need of a set of knives" Kalista frowned up at Jade. What did he need knives for? "Indeed," Jade agreed, his eyes trained on the man. "Who are you?" "My name is K, but everyone calls me Kai," the man said and he smiled cheerfully. "I am a swordsmith, maker of the peculiar daggers" ... Daily updates will begin now. Please vote for the story as you read as an encouragement. Lots of love.

“Jada, hold Silas in the middle. We'll break out of the circle before they break him tighten.” “I understood,” I said and now activated my thermal Vibro cutter. The blue-white blade hummed threatly. The sound of the blade was the signal. As if they had only waited for a change in air pressure, the Blinds from the fog on us. They were rapid, their muscular Body quickened like feathers from the Farnkraut, her furious jaw wide open. Kael caught the first attacker with a brutal swing of his sword. The heavy blade cut through the flaky body of the creature in the air. Violet