Legendary Mantis Blades Novels & Stories

With extreme fear, Delilah shook her head vigorously as she pleaded, "Tristan, it's me, Lila! What are you…" A scream echoed through the air as he slapped her harshly across the face. He inserted the dagger between her thighs, his tone frosty as he asked, "Was this what you did to my child?" With each word Tristan spoke, his voice grew quieter. Soon, all that could be heard were Delilah's faint gasps. The live stream flickered with static, but the ban still hadn't been enforced. I felt a chill down my spine as I met his eyes on-screen.

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

She was physically spent, but something with a little less effort… Her lips curved into a crooked smile. The huge merc let her go. Madchen looked around for something, to enact her last bit of revenge. Her eyes traveled to a table with an assortment of knives and tools, their only purpose she knew, was to torture. Slowy, she limped over to the table, and found the one item she was looking for, The guards seemed to understand her intentions, and held Jason in a tight grip, as she approached him with the scalpel in her hand.

“No one is allowed to interrupt. And no other weapon is permitted aside from the chosen sword to use.” “Hercules will get the answers he wants if he wins.” Hercules’ second said. “And if Black Dragon wins, the Olympus Gang will not be seen on Korea ever again. Or they’ll will be found six feet under the ground.” Yosef added. JD and Hercules just stayed quiet and glaring at each other. Their second hand men handed their swords before they begin. Hercules will use a longsword while Black Dragon will use a katana. Both men are known to be expert on using sword during training and combat.

Watching his flanks collapse, his squad get picked apart, with the calm patience of a man who'd already factored in these losses. Because I was exactly where he wanted me. "There you are," he said. He was tall in person. Taller than Valtherion. Lean, angular, with the economy of movement that spoke of decades of combat. Gray at the temples. Pale eyes that reflected the moonlight like mirrors. A long silver blade in each hand, not ornamental. Working weapons. The edges hummed with something that made my shadow bloodline recoil. Anti-bloodline steel. Forged specifically to cut through ancient power.

Dexter said aloud as we heard the door leading to the other sections of the mansion open. Everyone's gaze was fixed on the passageway leading to the stairs, waiting in excitement to see what our Alpha had to present. And when I was beginning to think that our Alpha's surprise was a flop, I saw the hugest scare of my life. The whole hall fell into chaos as most people screamed and yelled in fear while others like myself stood speechless and motionless. It was a man. A man whose reputation spoke for itself. It was the legendary Alpha Blade, known in Haven as The Ripper.

It was so terrifyingly close to human, and yet so utterly, nightmarishly not. I narrowed my focus, pulling on the wellspring of my mana. A familiar heat bloomed in my palm, coalescing into a blade of shimmering lavender-pink energy. Dropping the shield, I swung the mana-sword at the creature's arm, severing it at the wrist. The dismembered hand dissolved into a cloud of writhing shadows that immediately snaked back to the stump, reforming the limb in an instant.

Whatever Fear Monger whispered to him stood close to the door frame to get to him now bore an injury, and Evan saw something fall to the ground. “What is that?” Evan pointed down at the amorphous, shadowy thing on the ground. “I think it’s a bloody tentacle. They’re semi-real. Like they’re half in this world and half in another. Because of that, it makes them hard to kill. This blade’s forged a special way. That’s why we want to give you all one. For protection. Okay, light up the back wall now from left to right slowly.”