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Alexander commanded, suppressing it with his innate sword aura, causing the weapon to quickly settle. In the face of overwhelming power, a mere sword could hardly stir trouble. With a slight flick of his arm, the sword sprang from its sheath, revealing the words inscribed at the base of the blade: 'Azure Dawn'. "A fine sword," he remarked. The blade was lightweight, its edge sharp yet restrained, and its flexibility was impressive, resisting even when Alexander applied his internal energy. As the prized weapon was claimed, envious eyes turned toward him, though none dared to seize it. Some items were simply beyond their reach.

“You’re not meant to be Alpha Ryu.” An outburst of laughter erupted behind me. It was Ryu, and he was hideous, with blood rolling out of his eyes and a silver sword in his hands. I suppose someone had given it to him while Kyle was busy speaking. “I slashed your hand, and you think you’ll survive my sword aura?” He chuckled, his hands on the handle as he swung it towards Kyle. I felt the heat as the air from the blade moved towards Kyle. “So this is Sword Aura.” I murmured, “Is he an elemental?”

Yet the pressure and aura emitted from it instantly told everyone that the weapon was anything but ordinary. Silver and black symbols resembling ancient runes covered the body of the blade. The sword hilt carried the carving of a dragon head with glowing eyes. The moment the sword appeared, even the surrounding air seemed to grow heavier. “What sword is that?” the crowd watching outside muttered in shock and excitement. Before the other warriors could fully comprehend what was happening— Another streak of light burst out from the crack. This time Phoniex caught it. The light faded. A black whip appeared in her hand.

“Then what are you here for?” He pulls his hand back out, and there is something in it. Metal catches the low light. He turns it once in his fingers and offers to handle it first. I know the weight of that blade before I touch it. Guild issue. My hand closes around it before the rest of me can object. The balance is clean and familiar and my grip adjusts on its own. “You recognize it,” he says. “How did you get this,” I ask. “It was delivered.” Silence thickens.

"The bitch has been planned everything quite well. We need to run Kai said. Both men began to run down the hallway, only to bump into the queens men. They were all holding blue swords that was emanating a fluorescent glow. The swords had some strange markings on them. Seeing this, Kai grabbed the princes hand and started to run in the opposite direction. "We're in big trouble, Yuka! Those swords are not just any kind of sword. They are fatal to any black blood" Kai panted. "Fighting them is not an option" he continued. "There are too many of them, Kai! How on earth are we supposed to outrun them?!" Yuka said. They skid to a stop when they encountered more soldiers. Yuka cursed under his brea

"Meat Cleaver, which has a very good mechanical structure. It can be modified, making it easy to carry. It is a combat weapon, made by a unique craftsman. It is rare to see, and costs 25 Nars." There sure is a huge difference in pricing between weapons with divine blessings and those without. No one answered her, and no one seems to be interested or they have that big amount. The woman sighed and sat down. I took a deep sigh, I should better speak up so it can end sooner. The earlier we finish the lower the risk of being exposed. I stood up and looked around. "I want to Shirayuki Akatsuki's notebooks." I used the well known name of senior, and instead of diary I said notebook. Because I was

"Duck! said the count at last whirlwinds in a deadly circle as a master swordsman, you should know for the second time that you were killed next to that titan ...!" "And I know in my turn that I would have been spared only with death by the calf's breath, come on, friend, you still crave me for a duel with parries and squabbles, I have my master, a worthy son of a gunsmith came from Marseilles, which honors the goblets, but also with the sword, and the most poisonous he does with death!"

"Think about it, the name Kopis is ancient Greece for a knife and it's no coincidence that your name..." "... Is Blade." I finished for her as I began thinking about it. "If this is in anyway true, that means I'm cursed." "Yeah!" She said. "You are." My heart crashed as somehow, I had been hoping that this bloodlust thing would go away and I could try to have a normal life again.

She comically commented. "Well, it's a pretty long story, and a complicated one too." "I'm not one to listen to long stories, especially ones that involve a Nephilim sword and a crested family member from North Angus." Alicia kept wondering what that term meant. Slejj referred to her sword as such, and now Lora was calling it that as well.