Nanami Sword Novels & Stories

Ding Hao smiled and said firmly, "You're from the Nalan family, aren't you?" "You sure know what's what." The white-robed warrior nodded proudly and said, "I am one of the captains of the Nalan family's family guards, Duanmu Lei. I believe you have heard of my other name-the Bloodless Sword." The Bloodless Sword Duanmu Lei was also a well-known master of swordsmanship. As one of the captains of the Nalan family's family guards, he must have some unique skills. Duanmu Lei was famous for his fast sword and was an expert at swordsmanship.

“There’s something I told Beta Cian to bring from the weapons room for you Ava, you’re going to need it when we return to the dawn house.” “What is it?” Ava looked up as she took the box that Nani handed to her, opening it to answer her question; the box held a small silver dagger with a very sharp end, removing the dagger from the box, Ava admired the beautiful weapon in her hand, whilst being careful enough not to cut herself with it. “It’s an ancient weapon, an immortal blade carved by one of the greatest swordsmiths in history with the help of a sorcerer, it still glows and cuts well despite its age. I’m sure you’ll find good use for it once you go up against Sabrina.”

That's what he's doing… Anya is somewhere right now pretending to be a predator marking her prey, so she could take down a 6-foot-tall wolf just to please my father. “Where is she? Where is Anya!?” I roared at him but my words were nothing but snarls and threatening growls as they left my throat. The Gammas mistook my words and lunged at him at once, and as expected it only took a sweep of his sword and they were cut in half. I planted my paws deeper into the sand to keep myself grounded. He was a master of the sword. For more than twenty years he had trained in the way of the katana, earning the title of kenshi—a swordsman whose skill left no room for doubt.

There are bigger things at stake Xanthanius, you’ve seen women before. “Put the necklace under your clothing” I said and her hand fumbled a bit before successfully obeying the instruction. With how terrified she looked, I’m very certain she had no idea what the blade could do. Or I could judge after I have shown her the replica. Walking towards where she stood, not missing how she instinctively took a step back as I approached, I showed her the pseudo-knife I held. “This is what it looks like. Take note of the red gem in the handle. That’s the major difference between it and every other blade”

It took in a deep breath for another belch of flame. I extended my hand out. "Sword!" Nothing happened. The dragon's maw opened wide, ready to spit flame. "I am Nami! Sword!" The Aurora Sword flew from the trees. It landed in my hand just as the black flames extended from the dragon's mouth. The Aurora Sword lengthened and split the flame in two. The sword, my armor, and my wings all emanated white and rainbow light as I held fast against the black flame.

It was confirmed that the man was a fake samurai. The man drew closer to Nana. There was already a traditional Japanese weapon 'SAI' in his hand. "With this I will punch a hole in your throat, Miss. Your papa told me not to kill you quickly. So, I will do it slowly. "First, I'll stab your throat with this 'Sai'. Then, I'll let your blood seep out. I'd be so happy to see you begging to get rid of you immediately. Hahaha... I can't wait to do it." The man spoke again. Once he was about to raise his 'sai' into the air, making Nana's body tremble violently.

It was like a shiny diamond necklace. A moment later Andrew added, "However, probably the most impressive and specialised of all Asian swords are the Japanese swords, most notably this Katana; this is a single-edged, slightly curved sword with a blade around 2.5'. I prefer this actually." Yeah, I don't even fucking care. Jezz, the man was in love with his sword, she watched him hold the sword with precise thrust and swing in perfect fast motion. Oh! Those arms! And how on earth was she going to concentrate when the man was half-naked? His shoulders and chest were sweating, and those abs! Holy mackerel. Who could have concentrated on that? Any daughter of Eve would be drooling.

I winked, walking out. I walked with my head held high from Mayu’s room, making a stop at mine. I smiled as I picked up my Kissaki-Moroha-Zukuri katana. It was specially made just for me and to my specifications. I had always loved the idea of a double-edged sword. It quickly became one of my favorites. I grabbed one more thing before I stormed my way to my father’s office. I knew it’s where he and that fucking bastard Rokurō would be.

It’s weird, it’s like she took the darkness with her. Emerson and Brjent stare openly at me, Farkas seems just as blown away as I am by the strangeness of it all. “Who was that?” He asks no one in particular. “That was Nanako Jimmu, youngest daughter to the first emperor of Japan and a very deadly member from the Band of Blood. This changes the entire situation Santiago, this isn’t good, not at all.” Emerson says breathless.

’ everybody assumed impatiently. Tension of the crowd was aroused in alarm, their hearts raced with unwelcoming anticipation. Finally, a figure emerged from the huge waves as a victor, the sword of Eryndor– Eryndor, exhausted but triumphant, his Conch shell still clutched in his hand.