Kamen Rider Sword 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

I say showing the rainbow of colours in my eyes and raising ice spikes all around us blocking everyone out except me, Kane and Damon, Kane starts to circle the arena growling. “Don’t stop! Kill them all.” Damon commands his warriors. He takes his swords out and readies himself to fight me. I laugh inwardly, sword fighting is a thing of the past for most warriors but where I come from it is a necessity, you’re not a warrior until you learn to master sword fighting. I draw my sword handed down to me as the new Queen, it has Norse symbols etched into it made of silver and cuts through diamonds like butter. The second I raise my sword Damon attacks, sparks fly as they connect.

But Luna's unwavering determination never wavered, and they pressed on. Suddenly, they came upon a massive chamber, its walls adorned with intricate symbols and ancient markings. In the center of the room, atop a stone pedestal, lay a majestic sword, pulsating with raw energy. Luna's eyes widened with recognition. "The Sword of Light," she whispered. "Legend has it that this ancient artifact has the power to banish darkness." Amelia approached the sword cautiously, her hands trembling with anticipation. As she reached out to touch it, the room rumbled once more, causing debris to fall around them.

His torse rotates with the leg, keeping his balance centred over the saddle. As his right leg comes down on the left side of the destrier, he slips his left foot free from the stirrup and lowers himself to the ground. His boots meet the ground with a solid, muted thud, and he straightens, releasing the the saddle to settle into a stable stance. “That is a nice sword,” the raider with the daggers said with a smirk. “And a much nicer lady...” Luz’s crimson eyes flashed dangerously at the raider’s words; his gauntleted hands flexed around the sword’s hilt. “The sword belongs to a commander who has killed dozens of your kind before,” he growled, his voice dropping to a lethal register. “And she

The crowd could feel that the heat and cold had collided while looking at the swords on the stage. “Let me introduce to you the Blaze Wild Sword and the Deadly Glaze Sword. Blaze Wild Sword is a must be suggested for the people who had fire attributes and were accustomed to fire. The Deadly Glaze Sword is for the people who had Ice attributes. These swords are made by a Grade 5 Novice Armament Master.” Lark Oz said while showing them the swords that Luna had made.

The green misty veil that covered old man Jenkins’ body further corroded the sword and it broke just milliseconds after impact. The swordsman was infuriated. His beloved sword! It was gone just like that? His smile turned to a scowl. He waved his hand and a new sword appeared. Old man Jenkins paused, processing his thoughts at the speed of a supercomputer. He stared at the sword, trying to find if anything was special about it, but no, it only seemed like a regular claymore, which made Old man Jenkins instantly feel on edge. He looked at the swordsman whose smiling face had darkened into a sinister scowl. He knew he had to be cautious. After all, why would the swordsman angrily materialize a

Such a scene had already explained everything. "Who is it? How dare you attack and kill our disciples of Tranquility Academy?" "Sword" raised his eyebrows. Compared to "Book", he had more killing intent, and his bright eyes gleamed with hostility completely inconsistent with his dressing temperament, like a hedgehog ready to suddenly and violently attack people. He said, "The blood has not been frozen. Let's chase him. No matter how far he had excaped, we must find this man!" Immediately, he moved and started tracking around.

They were waiting for Qin Haodong's order to kill them all. Yagyuu Waakam who had seen Yagyuu Hirai cut off Yagyuu Yoshida's arm, scolded him angrily, "Young Master, are you crazy? How can you hurt your people?" Yagyuu Hirai raised his hand and wiped his face. Then, he smiled at Yagyuu Waaka, showing his shiny teeth as he said, "Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Sword, a ninth-level bodyguard from Daddy Security Company. I'm not your stupid young master."

“Combination Technique – Flickering Prideful Sword: Wrath of the Half-Moon!” Violent torrents of lightning filled Night’s Kiss and Night Mare as they were filled with the power of Edict. They shone brightly as powerful sword lights gathered on their edges and covered them entirely. Mane made sure his connection to his swords was robust, and then he threw them! Like javelins, or Gungnir itself, Night Mare and Night’s Kiss flew towards the falling Camila in a straight trajectory. Enhanced by Star Flicker, they moved through the sky like stars on earth. This combination was something Mane had been trying on Zandor. It only had a 30% success rate, and took quite an amount of energy to activate.

"Go, if the bad you see in the land of eregdrix cannot be comprehended, destroy evil with evil!" As he opened his both eyes, he flung his sword down at the ground, striking it with all energy he had in him. The sword struck down at the floors, rearranging the cracked and broken grounds and it vanished. Behold, it stood at the known gate way to Eregdrix and took the form of a man in a white coat, dark hair and brown eyes. "A war bringer, a war taker and a war ender...the morningstar sword." As the sword inhaled the breeze of the air concentrating his breathing towards evil, all hounds that had been seen, suddenly stopped all ongoing activities and rushed towards the creature Raphael forged fr