Mithril Swords Novels & Stories

Blake said as the sword glowed brightly and spoke. “Hello, I’m Silver Light. Please take care of me.” Silver Light introduced herself to everyone. “A Spirited Sword!” Michael and Maia exclaimed simultaneously. The rest of the women didn’t understand what a spirited sword was, but the two-winged race did. Blake briefly explained how he came across Silver Light and told everyone in the room about her past owner. ‘Truly a marvel that he could acquire such a rare item. What other secrets does Blake hold?’ Michael wondered as he watched the sword float over to Susan and touched her head.

She didn't quite understand why he would choose her. She looked at her ring on her finger,it was indeed very beautiful. The large diamond at the centre glimmered underneath the white light of her lounge. Around the band were tiny blue gems which matched her deep blue eyes. There was atleast twenty gems on the ring. It looked expensive and custome made. "Although it was stunning,it was a curse on her finger. It was the root of her problem,if that ring was not on her finger ,she wouldn't have run off!" Willow thought.

Her body began to glow, and color returned to her pale cheeks. "Continue!" the crone shouted. "Don't stop!" I pushed the dagger deeper. More light streamed from my body. I felt myself emptying out, becoming a hollow shell. But it was worth it. If she could live, it was all worth it. The silver blade sank completely into my heart. The altar exploded with a blinding light, illuminating the entire hall like daylight. And then, everything went dark.

When the iron gates to the lower courtyard creaked open, I stopped. Twenty massive chests. Black iron and silver. Arranged in perfect, terrifying rows. Behind them, ten elite shadow-wraiths. Silent. Waiting. "What is this?" I asked. "A small token of affection, Miss Lumira." Sebastian gestured to the first chest. "Weapons forged in the heart of a dying sun. Armor woven from abyss-spider silk. Specialized tools for shard extraction." I walked to the nearest chest. Sebastian flipped the latch. Inside, resting on crimson velvet: daggers carved from dragon bone. Hilts humming with purple mana-runes.

He was not conceited, but it was the truth. "You can try." Dennis grinned and a long sword appeared in his hand. It was Purim that had been in Niall’s hands , Purim, Shadow, and Tyrfing, the three swords all fell in the hands of Babylon. Jason stretched out his palm and Excalibur appeared in it. They looked at each other as if there was lightning flashing. The next moment, two figures collided with each other like lightning. With a burst of sword Qi, a nebula condensed by sword Qi appeared on the top of Babylon

Until the magic rested and the swords appeared in my mind again, but different now. The handles had become onyx in color and the blades silver and gold. They were beautiful, but more than that, they were a combination of my vampire magics as well as the elven crown. "I have them," I said. Lirle said: That is excellent. Next, think about the swords and imagine your magic becoming one with them. I didn't tell her that had already happened. I just nodded. Though I was still full of questions, a peace passed through me, and I opened my eyes.

Things will change, soon. “Now that we’re talking here, what kind of weapon should I be making for her?” A chuckle sounded throughout the night wood. ‘A lightweight sword but strong enough to cut through the strongest of hides of creatures. It should also be inlaid with something that could poison any living thing.’ The figure in the woods moaned. “There is a thing that your children call Quicksilver, it can do the job.” ‘Azrael don’t worry so much about the future. Know that things will come together in due time.’

"The prefect apprentice will have to measure him, but he's busy at the moment. Could you wait for about an hour? And what metal do you want the sword made of? Do you want any extra features, like a crystal pommel? Also, what kind of wrapping do you want on the handle? I'll need to know the specific style of sword you have in mind. Since you're actually the first customer to request a sword, it would probably be best to draw a picture to show us the style you'd like. Is that okay?" "Yes, we can wait an hour," Finrir smiles while signing his agreement to the merlad's proposal. He then reaches for the book and pen handed to him by the merlad. Taking his time, Finrir carefully writes down the an

Fresher than the stale scent of my dried-up blood. "Here I thought you had gained the ability to see things coming. Guess we were wrong." An answering growl sounds before a woman with platinum hair and lilac eyes looks back at me. A quiver and bow slung across her back along with blades decorating the rest of her body. Above all a shining gold hilt of a sword with a sapphire in the center. Two very large lycans step out with the women. Their coats are grey and black as they stand on their hind legs towering over us by a good foot to foot and a half.

As her blue Immortal Wheel of Life spun on her body, she lashed out a handful of Chi and froze the cloud of snow that Alex had unleashed, blocking the incoming flying swords. Ding! Ding! Ding! Countless flying swords were blocked for a while after they hit the ice layer. It was then that Jade fiercely slammed the Martello Celio on it. The ice layer shattered while the flying swords were broken one after another. Bleurgh! After the Martello Celio shattered the natal magical treasures, many Sword Immortals from the Returning Sword Sect vomited blood. Attack!” Xerxes roared. Dozens of dazzling rays lit up on the side of the golden bamboo boat.