Kamen Rider Cross Saber Novels & Stories

It was filled with copper, silver and gold royals, all to help supply them while they sought out allies. After Boro said his farewell and accepted the money, he quickly made himself busy checking out the two pack horses. He wanted to give Littume and Lord Jetir space for there farewells. He saw Jetir give his son a firm hug and share a few words with him. Then he saw Lord Jetir unwrap the cloth and from it pulled out an ornate brown and gold scabbard. The scabbard was too thick to belong to a rapier, and too wide to be a katan, the long slightly curved, single edge style sword that Boro himself used. This one was as wide as the width of his palm and had two edges to it. A broadblade, an olde

A whirl of energy protrudes from my mind and cyclones around me as the black combat boots, matching vinyl pants and crop top, and serpent-like chrome belt I summoned conform to my physique. I bridge a window to an armory I imagine I want and pull out a Gorō Nyūdō Masamune katana, a Loveless Stag Lawndale dagger, a Bowie knife, and a Kung Fu chain whip. After closing the bridge within the portal, with a quick snap of my fingers and securing my weapons, I take a deep breath with my powerful new lungs and center myself. With all my senses heightened to a superhuman level, I reposition my body so that my head faces my destination and bring my wings to my sides in flight position. With a smirk an

The dual-handed Middle-grade Sacred Relic let off a cold glimmer. She was pleased to receive it and she knew better than to refuse that gift. Muttering words of thanks, it had been ages since she began hoping for a Sacred Relic of her own and these dual-handed sabers would work just fine. Chu Xun produced one more weapon: a saber with a long and jet-black blade. The sharp weapon, a Middle-grade Sacred Relic, was gifted to Yan Yi. To Yan Yan, he asked what weapons she would love and her answer prompted him to give her the Thundering Hammer.

Her missed target the only smoking hole. "Okay that was.. I thought you said you weren't into guns!" She said surprised he got the shot. "I know how they work, just not a fan!" He gently placed the gun back in it's place among others like it was an infection that could spread. "Then what are you a fan of?" She asked as they strolled out of the shooting range in no rush. "Well for starters, Crossbows. Knives are okay but my personal favourite is the straight blade!" "A Saber!?" She asked.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

It looked like a halberd, but shorter, with a polished wood handle, and engraved from top to bottom. The spike and axe were made of a bluish material that shone brightly in the sun. Nio thought for a moment that the glow of the weapon was very similar to the glow of the leaves of the tree he had created last night. But that thought was soon forgotten. The goblin just stood there, silent, with no indication that he intended to move out of their way. Shieena leaned closer to Nio and whispered: “Be careful. This goblin is the war chief of the

A man breathless, standing valiantly before all his enemies. He was called Cyou chen, a swordsman who earned an unrivaled title. After being trained by the nine demon swordsmen. Chyou Chen travels the world to fight with various expert warriors from all over the country. "Why are you just silent?" Chyou chen asked, while wiping the sweat that filled his forehead. "Quickly hand over all the martial books you haveAfter that we will let you live."

Alabruz told her, "Darling... why do you want a sharp one? You may hurt yourself." Zohan brought dual swords and handed them to Karen. Karen got one and handed one sword to Akshara. Alabruz cried with fatherly concern to her, "Be careful, my darling..." Akshara held the sword like a professional, and she called Karen, "Karen... Do you dare?" Her posture was indeed wondered at by Karen and she replied to her, "I don’t want to be hard on you..." Karen approached her with the sword; Akshara defended him and attacked back. The attack from Akshara was unexpected by Karen, who missed some gravity under his feet.

I jumped after him. The impact was hard, but I rolled off, pulled my cutter and activated it. The blue-white blade cut through the thick, damp air. “A companion, left!” Kael called when two of the creatures jumped from the side to me. I ducked, my movements were almost intuitive with his Adopted by the Commission. While I was rolling under the first veil, Kael rammed the second his knee into the skull and shattered his crystalline armoring. I stabbed with the cutter, my hand was calm, my breath was even. We were

Cameo asked from behind me as I stepped into the air-conditioned space. I ignored him. My fingers drifted lazily over the weapons. Metal kissing my skin, while one name burned through my mind. Abel Roshid. “Sir?” “Cameo, do as I’ve said.” My voice cut in, cold and final. His heavy sigh followed, then the sound of the door closing behind him. When I was alone, I picked the flick blade with serrated edges. Unsheathed it and ran my thumb along the ridges, feeling every bite of it. A dark smile curled on my face.