Lava Blades Novels & Stories

And the crystal dagger on my hand possessed the same crest. “The Balaraw is now officially the Luna’s Blade!” Edith announced and step up the podium with Hadleigh in her arms. And this time, the bitter smile on my lips and the question in my head about the dagger now has a clearer reason. With my free hand, I stretched my hand and carried my blue-eyed little man in my arms. A tear escaped from my eyes as I bent my head to touch Hadleigh’s forehead with mine. “Hence, this is what your father wanted for this thing. And to you, our child, who’ll grow filled with love and courage like a blade.”

Large trees are curtaining their way and the sky is barely visible. Lavi raises his hand and concentrates hard. Instantly, a ball of fire appears, floating on his palm. “Does it hurt?” Anna asks him. “No, it won’t hurt me,” Lavi says. His skin is intact but the heat from the fire is different from a normal flame. Anna, who is standing a few feet away, can feel the heat even from a distance. “Do not stray too close,” Lavi warns. “This is Blaz Flame. This kind of fire can burn a person even if they are in armor.”

Because of this blade Lily was able to use tiny portions of her wind power, integrating the might of the wind element into her sword. Mane gently patted the heavy swords that were strapped to his back. Night’s Kiss and Night Mare they were called. They were made from the even rarer Darkness Stones, and Mane liked them. However, it wasn’t the time to use them. The things that were coming were too weak. “Goblins again?” Lily asked, her nerves a bit tense. After all, she wasn’t a regular at fighting. Although this was the third time she had to defend herself today, the frequency of attacks didn’t make it any easier.

Lionel wasn't the only one with the knowledge of herbs and concoctions. Her blades were specially crafted to slay vampires. When it sliced through their skin they didn't heal like they normally did. Made out of a meteor rock and some other elements she scavenged from the old ruins in the forbidden pass, the concoction she uses to polish the blade added more benefits. As she watched his scowl deepened and she raised her hand, giving him a two-finger salute. The bastard loved the hunt and chase. But this was her game, one she knew he'd never win. Because of the woods... No one knew these woods as I do.

Shame this was evening happening to me. Unfortunatly, Damon moved to stand beside Ethan. “These are Twisted Blade push daggers. A tri-edge blade that spirals. Also known as a cyclone blade. They insure maximum damage with little effort. When used correctly, it will increase our killing effectiveness by 10%. Your opposite will bleed out before their wolf will be able to heal them.”

Kael shielded me with his body as the magic spun. And then, from the center of the relic chamber, a voice whispered— “The Luna’s Blade must return.” The light faded. And on a pedestal in the heart of the room, something floated. A sword. Unlike anything I’d ever seen. Its hilt wrapped in leather that shimmered like starfire, its blade forged of obsidian and moonlight fused. It pulsed like a living heart. Solen stepped forward, awe thick in his voice. “The Blade of Veyra. Lost for centuries. Forged in the tears of the Moon Goddess herself.”

Gavin unleashed everything he had, pushing his divine ability—Rending Wind Blades—to its limit. Countless blades crashed down on Lawrence in a relentless barrage. With Lawrence's stamina and spiritual energy nearly depleted, it looked like he had no way to withstand the attack. Glancing upward at Gavin, he tightened his grip on the Sovereign Silver Spear. Then, he swept it in a wide arc and shouted, "Break it!" A torrent of power burst out and met the descending wind blades head-on. Piercing explosions followed as the spear force filled the sky, breaking them apart one after another before driving straight into Gavin.

With an enraged roar, he unleashed a terrifying sword ray, cleaving the surging lava in two with a powerful strike. However, Adrian’s next attack was already on its way.

"They're special made, extremely lightweight blades meant for speed more than anything else. They're not going to pierce through any heavy armor, but if you know where to strike, they'll still do far better than any knife." I was honestly stunned for a moment as I just looked up at him. Since when did he give me things? Especially something like this. Was he feeling okay? "Thank you... I really appreciate it," I whispered, a little more than dumbfounded as I quickly glanced over the blades. They were nothing fancy, but he was right, they were extremely lightweight. Normally, I wouldn't even be able to lift a normal sword, but I could carry both of these no problem.

Raphael replied, "I do not plan to annihilate or conquer a race or anyone except Roosevelt, what I will do instead is forge an alliance between me and each race, just like the pact I want to propose to you, wolf." I demanded, "What pact exactly." He smirked, "Annihilating Roosevelt together, and serving me." Mars snapped, "You expect us to serve you? Who do you think you are?" Raphael gripped his sword, he looked seconds from unsheathing it, his fingers locked the hilt, I could witness frozen tendrils of mist bleeding out. "You nearly forced me to draw frostbite" So Raphael’s sword is called Frostbite Blade. The blade is long, straight, pale blue like glacier ice. It doesn’t shine. It drinks