Level 5 Skimming Blade Novels & Stories

I plunged my hand into the dark, grasping a handle of frozen starlight and bone. As I hauled it out, the air temperature plummeted. The massive, six-foot curve of the Reaper's Scythe manifested, its bone-white steel humming with the screams of a thousand forgotten ghosts. I didn't run. I flickered, activating my Shadow Evasion Skill. The world turned into a gray smear for a microsecond. I reappeared in front of the girl just as the Bao-Feng's shadow eclipsed her. I swung the scythe in a brutal, gravity-defying arc.

There were three more rolls on the shelf, and he took them all out. The knife roll contained five knives with different sized blades, some had serrated edges and others had odd hooks in them. One had an exceptionally long blade and had specks of old blood on it. James picked it up and it felt comfortable in his hand. He put it back immediately, it felt too comfortable.

“That's how the fucker keeps finding us, Sky. I bet my fucking life he put a tracker in there,” Skylar parted her lips to speak, but then, she hesitated. “You may be right. Tymon's capable of anything. If there's really something in there, you need to help me get it out,” I grabbed her, and she followed me to the bathroom, where I took out the blade, antiseptic, and a pile of tissues. I lifted her to the wash basin, dousing the blade in antiseptic, then pressed the sharpness against her scar.

The Anatomy of the Thermal-Resonance Blade I began the process with the precision of a surgeon. I laid my obsidian blade—the one that had tasted the blood of the Shadow Alpha—onto the stone table. Using a laser-scalpel from my kit, I carved a hollow channel down the center of the blade, exactly where the 'blood groove' would be. "Leo, Ace... I need you," I called out. The boys stepped forward. They had been training with the Cinder-children, learning how to pull heat from the air without burning their lungs. Ace’s hands were already glowing a deep, volcanic red, while Leo stood as the anchor, his golden aura acting as a containment field.

The heavy scrap-blade in her right hand remained rock-steady, the edge positioned exactly two inches beneath Vance’s left jawline, right where the synthetic green-lit data-ports were still sparking violently from the kinetic shockwave of my Void-marrow spike. Vance didn't move a muscle. His chest heaved slowly beneath his frozen black zinc-weave duster, his cold eyes darting from the three-foot shard of obsidian marrow cutting through the dirt between his boots to the massive, slavering snout of the three-ton Alpha wolf hovering right above his shoulder.

"Tell me what I am looking at." [Warning, Host Eva! Tier 2 Mutated Variant identified: Blade-Stalker. High speed, high durability, and lethal melee capacity. Your hunting knife cannot pierce its main chest plating. Avoid direct blocks. Structural damage to the immediate ledge is critical!] "I do not plan to block, " I said through my teeth, my eyes locked onto the burning red glare of the beast's eyes. The Blade-Stalker did not wait. It let out a loud metallic hiss that made my teeth hurt and its right arm swung forward fast. The bone blade cut through the air with a whistle aiming straight for my neck.

As Lou spoke he waved one of the small blades in the air makins slashing and jabbing motions while he continued his impromptu lesson. “I think for the second round you should use these, you are comfortable with a blade and if I do say so, quite proficient at separating flesh from bone.” Lou extended his hand and Mj took the small dagger, that just so happened to look not so small in her hand. She spun it around in her hand twirling it and touching the edges almost as if she were hypnotized, she nodded slowly and Dante put his hand over hers as she ran her finger over the blade, causing Mj to look up into his eyes again setting her core instantly on fire

He couldn’t let that happen. “Dual blades: Singular Thrusts: Hundre–“ Quinn caught the blade in his hand, just before the attack was unleashed. His copy frowned. “I was sure I knocked you out with that one.”, He said, jumping away. Quinn’s eyes were still closed when he stood back up, and the copy wasted no time in attacking him. “Try dodging this!” he said, as a hundred after images attacked him at once, each performing Multiple Singular Thrusts. Quinn opened his eyes, an a wave of energy exploded from him. The afterimages disappeared and Quinn reached out into empty space, bringing out a scythe.

His hard work had certainly paid off. "Congratulations, the host has obtained a Rank 1 Evolved One treasure chest. Does the host want to open it up?" “Open it." "You have attained the Blazing Saber Technique." Blazing Saber Technique: A Grade D skill. Upon leveling up to Grade S, a single slash will send a blazing inferno sweeping through the sky. Lucas thought to himself that he had finally attained an attack skill. The Blazing Saber Technique was a perfect match for the Dragon Slaying Saber.