Legend Of The Northern Blade Characters นิยาย & เรื่องราว

His face was emotionless, except for a flicker of a storm in his eyes. Gary then offered me a training blade, which I accepted eagerly. Its weight was familiar, but my muscles already protested—this blade was heavier than those we used in real fights. This training blade had been made by Alpha Lucien, who said it would help the warriors train their muscles and agility. Gary raised his blade in a defensive stance. "I'll try not to make a fool of myself in front of you." I smirked. "Don't hold back. I'll know if you do."

Bjorn's quiet demeanor belied a fierce determination and a sharp mind. Eira Eira was a mage with a mastery of elemental magic. Her ability to summon fire, ice, and lightning gave us a powerful advantage in battle. Eira's calm and composed nature allowed her to control her magic with precision, making her a formidable force on the battlefield. Halvard Halvard, a former guard, brought a wealth of experience in defense and strategy. His expertise in fortifications and his ability to anticipate enemy movements made him a key strategist in our group. Halvard's stoic demeanor and unwavering resolve inspired confidence in those around him.

BLADE. “But your mate is a strong one,” Lucy added as she smiled warmly before pointing at me. “And you... are her best talisman. You’re keeping Althea strong, Blade. So never underestimate your part in this fight.” “We got this. We have each other.” Stone added, and I nodded my head. “I can shield the whole territory, but I need your blood. Put her to bed, and I can take your blood after.” Patrea said. “No. Take now. I don’t want to leave her alone tonight.”

I know he's quite amazed too haha After all, Blythe is also her friend. After her fight, a lot more sparred with each other and there are two people people who dominated their opponent by just a little attack. It's too powerful to the point that their opponent chooses to just forfeit the fight in fear that they might get injured. One of the is the guy whom I mentioned a while ago, the brown haired guy with a good features and physique. I figured out that his name is Hyden Zuella, a fallen noble of other country. As expected he's really strong. I knew it, after I saw him swing those heavy swords easily, I kmew that this guy is a strong one

When his senses swept his body, he was shocked to realize that it was not only Chris who had left a mark on him. There were other marks as well. It meant that his position was exposed to all of those people. After realizing that, Blade's face paled. He only had one thought in mind at that moment—he thought too highly of himself. There were a total of four marks on his body. After looking at it, he could tell that they were from Chris, Edward, Daniel, and Luther Moon. Chris coldly laughed and said, "With your meager skills, you wouldn't have realized that anyone left a mark on you at all. Other than the warriors with strong souls or those who are smarter, your positions are all obvious to me!

“Come on, Allen! You have to remember. Tell me its name.” Allen concentrated for a long time and by each passing second, my hope faded bit by bit. No! I had to hold on. I had to get her back. I wouldn’t be able to live without Alina, not without turning into a monster. “I remember!” Allen’s voice cut through my thoughts with sudden clarity. Hope bubbled in my chest once again. “Tell me.” I urged, holding on to his hand. “The Arctic Blade,” he said.

West Point of View “Aghh!” I enjoy the scream of each rogue as I stamp the heated metal in their body. “We promise not to do it again!” They begged. I look at the five of them. They outnumbered my Luna! I look at the one guy who remains silent. I walk closer to him. I raised the metal but he didn’t flinch a bit. “I don’t know that the Legendary Luna is that weak.” His devilish laugh echoed in the whole room.

, I belonged to an assault group called Shining Sword, led by Leon, an emissary from the hero branch, known for his strength and exploits. Our team was made up of six members, each with their own unique skills and personalities. Leon led us with bravery and heroism, while Erick was his loyal sidekick and skilled thief. Sana was a gentle and seductive monk, and Marie was the puppeteer - always silent and stoic. Morgiana was a strong and honorable spearman, while Lilith was our fiercest warrior - small in stature but with a sharp tongue and incredible strength. As for myself, I specialized in debuffs and other magical talents.

… Meanwhile, Aiden practiced the art of Refined Blade Slash in a quiet room deep within Refined Blade Dojo on Dojo Street. In front of Aiden was a wooden post scarred with countless sword cuts, each one deep and clean. Aiden was highly skilled in swordsmanship. With sweat dripping down his head, Aiden withdrew his sword and glanced at a whiteboard a few feet away. Photos were plastered all over the whiteboard. There were pictures of Darcy, Snow, Kent, and more on the board with strings connected. The whiteboard was a visual representation of a character network.

Then I saw him. He stood where no path led, bronze skin gleaming as if hammered straight from ore, eyes faceted obsidian, hair pulled tight into a knot that never moved. Armour wrapped his body in shifting light—blades folded over each other, edges reforming every time my focus tried to hold. A sword the size of a man’s height rode his back, silent, patient. A weapon, not a man. Nyxara’s tone was ice: The First Blade. The name dragged dust from the rafters. Even Selene’s silver shivered.