Novel & Cerita Lightning Blade Kakashi

Akira’s POV The sound of steel clashing filled my ears, drowning out the roar of the tower ablaze around me. The air was thick with ash and blood, every breath tinged with smoke. Hunters moved like living shadows, their blades gleaming in the flickering firelight. Kaïden fought with a fury I’d never seen before—his strikes were quick and deadly, his blue eyes shining with a primal energy. He was the Lycan King, unyielding in battle. But even he couldn't be everywhere at once. For every hunter he took down, it felt like two more slipped through the chaos.

The men spread out and quickly surrounded Kaze and Collier. One of them, in a black uniform and a headband over his forehead, stepped up and said coldly, “Kaze Lee, I am Senji Kadota from the Refined Blade Clan. I heard you have taken Anzu Okita. You have one minute to hand her over and I will take her away, or else I will level Bronze Sparrow to the ground and make this place your grave!” Senji peered down at Kaze condescendingly as if he were looking at a dead man. He did not take Kaze seriously at all.

With a guttural growl, he lunged towards Axe, his movements fueled by a surge of adrenaline. Time seemed to slow down once again as the knife gleamed in the pale moonlight, and Axe's senses heightened, his mind processing every detail in rapid succession. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, each beat thundering through his veins, as his body prepared to face this new threat. Reacting with a lightning-fast reflex, Axe instinctively twisted his body to the side, narrowly evading Kaine's lethal strike. The knife sliced through the air, as it missed Axe's by an inch of his hair.

Laila was forced back three steps, her boots leaving deep ruts in the gravel, her arms vibrating with a dull, sickening numbness that she hadn't felt since the Bank of England. Takashi didn't give her a second to recover. He lunged forward, his long naginata slicing through the air in a horizontal cut aimed directly at her unprotected throat. The steel blade was no longer humming with a blue electrical current; it was coated in a thick, oily black smoke that carried the unmistakable, suffocating clicking sound of the First Soul Eater.

He said rubbing her shoulders. "Noah!" She croaked and hiccuped as she cried with all her heart. "He doesn't d-deserve that!" She stuttered and wiped her tears holding his only bracelet that fell. "I know Mia, he doesn't deserve that." BLAZE VIEW. Blaze was in his human form, fighting off the rogue warrior in one second, he ripped their head off with anger and his eyes glaring at nowhere. There was he, his only objective was to kill the rogue alpha without any mercy.

“I have orders to bring you in alive or dead. Orders from the top. But the top brass didn’t say that it’s a requirement, and neither did they say not to hurt you. And you’ve sure got a lot to answer for, seeing what you’ve put us through.” Kanzaki smirked. “As expected from a Phantom,” he said. “But you both should know this as well. Just because I’m a scientist doesn’t mean that I’m totally helpless when it comes to defending myself.” He then withdrew a long Japanese katana[1] from his side which both Yuri and Ren hadn’t noticed until now, because of the white doctor’s coat he was wearing. “You learn a lot of things when you are in prison. Especially ways to fight and methods to toughen you