Kamui Lightning Blade Novels & Stories

Yet even that was changed. It no longer had a part one or a part two. It had evolved to [Absolute Emperor Callum Darcey's Raiden Swordsmanship]. The combination of both parts added a limit breaker mode called [Lightning Weave]. The skills were reset to F rank. At least it gave me something to do. I took a deep breath and flinched. A spark of electricity flickered through my veins. I glanced down at my arms. I could see it surging up and down my arms—a soft blue light.

I shout as I run around QuickShot and toward Lightning Storm. Jumping once I’m close enough, I slam my sword down. However, Lightning Storm jumps back and I miss, my sword hitting the floor. As he lands, Storm brings up his arm. I watch as lights move from his body to his arm. The lights gather in one spot before shooting out. It hits and knocks me back. QuickShot: Watching as SpeedBlade hits the floor, JumpStart and I try our hardest to dodge the barrages of lightning bolts shooting out from Lightning Storm. Ms. Justice on the other hand drops to her knee and raises her shield.

"Make it stop, Laryn, please." She's still burned so badly I'm afraid to touch her. A blue light shines from inside her body. The heat actually makes me step away. Her eyes close and I think she's passed out. A scream unlike anything I've ever heard bursts from her throat. I cover my ears at the horrible pain she bears. She continues writhing and I can't stand it. The blue light explodes. It spikes into the clouds and covers me, blending with my dragon's inner blue light. The pulsing waves continue until a blue dragon lies in my bride's place.

The blade passed harmlessly through, leaving nothing but rippling darkness in its wake. Kael didn’t stop. He pivoted instantly, dragging his blade back across the arc where the figure reformed. This time, he infused the strike with everything he had—speed, force, and a raw edge of fury that burned through his veins. The shadows recoiled. Not much. But enough. A faint ripple—like something real had been touched. “There you are,” Kael muttered. Behind him, Lira darted forward, her twin blades flashing as she slashed through the lingering tendrils. “So it can be hit,” she said, breath steady despite the tension. “That’s something.”

Though all the portals to the dark realms had been sealed shut Kimora may have returned or not have left in the first place… "Lucky for us, that was over twenty years ago if I'm not mistaken. The last account of Kimora may have been a mistake if you ask me" Jade tosses a ball and catches it mid air, heaves a huge sigh and confessed; "You've said this story like a million times and no matter how many times I hear it, it is still thrilling to hear it once again". "Jade, all is not what it seems and that's why you are trained to control positive energy and not dark matter in case it returns we will be prepared" said Hentai.

3RD PERSON Everyone is holding their breath while waiting for the duel between Black Dragon and Hercules to start. They seems to be trying to gauge each other’s skill on the sword. Hercules is using a longsword and JD is using a katana. Who will dominate the duel? Everyone is waiting to witness it. Finally, Hercules raised his sword and attacks JD in full force. JD just lightly flicks his katana towards his longsword and deflects the attack. “Is that your best?” JD asks Hercules who is already starting to get annoyed.

Cyra lunges from behind, his blade glinting in the dim light. I let Nyah surge forward. My eyes burn, my chest tightens, and then... BOOM. A torrent of lightning bursts from me, crackling like a storm tearing the world apart. The sound is deafening. The ground splits beneath my feet, dust flying into the air. Lyra screams as the wave slams her back, Cyra vanishes before the blast can consume him, reappearing across the field, pale and shaken. Even Cancer steps back, shielding his face against the light.

Alpha Liam’s soaked hair and body whipped towards the young alpha, who was protecting the unconscious Alpha Cameron from the surge of attacks from the left side. A phantom and a griffin rider, who were a few meters away from them, were struck by a lightning bolt while the tornadoes sucked the troops from both parties into the sheer oblivion of the depths of the darkened sea.

They hit the ground in a swirl of black smoke and snarls. The twins pressed back-to-back, blades flashing in the red light. They swung wildly, covering each other, but I saw the tremor in their knees. I forced myself to step closer to Uncle Eren, lifting my scimitar even though my arms felt too heavy. “Let’s do this,” I whispered. He gave me a brief nod. “Sure, let’s go.” The hellblades pulsed brighter, casting red light across the black skin of the Marids. The sight made bile rise in my throat.

“Whatever you have seen, Ilyria, it was what he—it—wants you to see. The Lightning Bird cannot stay long here. Whenever it retreats, it is to Vatra. That is where the companions are. I am sure of it.” Ilyria grasped for a meaning but all that she could come up with was what she knew Thassa was thinking—the Lightning Bird had had a hand in the disappearance of the companions. “You think he is working with Dirk Komis?” she asked. Thassa shook his head. “The Lightning Bird works with no one. It is the one reliable aspect of the creature. It works only for itself.” As he spoke he continued to scrutinize Ilyria. She kept her face neutral while inwardly bridling at the way he spoke of the Lightnin