Lightsaber Duel Novels & Stories

Silas announced. Even though I felt happy since I was close to my win, I didn’t openly smile or celebrate. The door swings open and Kael steps inside in all glory. He sat at a corner, watching me like a predator after prey. “Final duel,” Silas called out. “Ayla versus Leon.” Leon was a mountain of man with a wide deceiving grin. His hands were wrapped in brass knuckles that had spiked tips. “Stop,” Kael’s voice rang out, cold and commanding. He stood up. “Drop your weapons.”

"I am ready, Arcturus. Let us face whatever challenges come our way, and may the power of the moon guide us to victory." Arcturus nodded, his eyes gleaming with approval. "Then let us go to battle, Princess. For the moon is full, and our time is now." I felt a surge of confidence and power. We led our pack into battle, the moon shining brightly above us. As we clashed with Rocco's followers, I could feel the moon's energy coursing through me. I raised my hands, and a beam of silver light shot out, striking our enemies with precision and force. Arcturus fought alongside me, his teeth and claws gleaming in the moonlight.

“So, what do you say, dear cousin? You always brag about being a great fighter. You’re not a coward, are you?” He hesitated. For a second, I thought the fool would back out, but then he swallowed hard. His jaw tightened. That same hunger and arrogance returned to his gaze. “Duel accepted.” Minutes later, we stood on the training field, stripped to the waist, our silver swords gleaming in the evening light. I had chosen silver for a reason —to remind him I wasn’t bluffing. It was just the two of us. I made sure of that. If my mother, Bradley, or Hana had any idea what I was about to do, they would have done everything to stop me.

Then, with a sudden burst of movement, the duel began. The fight began with a clash of swords that echoed through the hall, each strike a testament to the warriors' skill and determination. Lucius gritted his teeth, feeling the weight of Kehola's energy-infused sword humming in his hands. The crowd leaned forward in silence, their breaths held as the duel unfolded.

If he backed out now, even if he defeated James who had turned into Wyot, he would not rise to fame. Gradually, his aura grew stronger. He slowly pulled out the saber in his hand. It was a red saber, blooming a faint red light. It appeared terrifying. “Wyot, you may begin.” Once he was facing James, Xiluvani became very careful. There were four living beings gathered in the distance. “Is he not going to attack?” “Wyot dares to participate in the duel without teammates. This means that he’s confident in his ability. I’m scared that Xiluvani can’t defeat him.”

He countered with a mighty swing of his own broadsword. Their swords clashed, unleashing a shockwave that shattered nearby rocks into dust, sending debris flying. The man staggered back over ten paces, his arm tingling. His inner energy churned, nearly bursting forth. "How can this be?" He steadied himself, astonishment etched on his face, not having anticipated Sabertooth's overwhelming strength. "Now, meet your end!" Sabertooth bellowed, launching another attack. Driven by concern for Qemal's safety, he had no desire to drag out this duel. His presence surged, and he charged like lightning.

Subsequently, he threw it; its tip glowed coldly as it flew across the sky like a ray, flying toward Lucas. Lucas shook his head. 'Why are there always people who don’t believe me? Dark Warrior had the opportunity to experience a comfortable death. However, it seems like he no longer has the same opportunity.' Swoosh! The cold ray arrived before the saber that was accompanied by the appearance of a dragon! The Dragon Slaying Saber was swung, and two rays collided with one another. Broom! Needless to say, the ray produced by the ancient spear was not worth mentioning before the one released by the Dragon Slaying Saber. In just a split second, it dispersed into thin air.

"Holy Jesus! They're a lot. Also they have lightsabers. Are they here to fight with us?" "No , they're here to worship us.. failure!" Ivaan pulled out his light stabber and a red blade popped out from his lightsaber. "I see you're prepared!" Aarnik also pulled out his blue blade. Men in black rushed up to them, encircling them in the middle. They were ten in number, each wielding a lightsaber. Ivaan and Aarnik took their position with their backs to each other, their lightsabers pointed down to the right, and their hands raised to right to left. They observed their opponents assuming their own en garde stance.

Every stream of light in the void was an extremely powerful Saber Light or Sword Light. Boom! The sound of a violent collision could be heard. Sparks flew all over the place. Ice shards were scattered everywhere. The two young men, who had exchanged so many moves with each other, finally emerged and occupied their own space. Their black hair was fluttering and they were both surging killing intent as if they were the two most dazzling stars in the sky. No one dared to look at them. This scene dazzled many people.

He proposed, this was his method of letting her calm down. She smiled briefly before agreeing and they went to the practice field where his men practice. Seeing that their Alpha and the supposed Luna were present, the soldiers stopped what they were doing and bowed their heads down. His delta rushed to his side, “Alpha,” “I want this place to be cleared, my lady, and I want to have a duel,” He announced, The delta nodded his head as he understood what his alpha meant. The warrior cleared the field, and everywhere was quiet as they handed the two their favorite weapons, Alpha Jude always loved using a sword while Ava loved daggers, to her they were smaller and faster.