Ninjato Sword Novels & Stories

I need my sword. Reaching behind my back, I feel the cool, smooth texture of my marking shift beneath my fingers. There’s a brief moment where the ink pulses, almost as if it’s alive, before it solidifies into the hilt of my sword. I draw it out, feeling the familiar weight settle into my hand. The blade hums with energy, a glowing blue that pulses in time with my heartbeat. This sword is mine, a part of me, born of my blood and soul. Athena’s gift, forged from my very essence.

A person who did not respect others was not worthy of respect! Yang Xiao wasn’t the type of person to judge a book by its cover, but he was definitely an eye for an eye! “Boasting shamelessly!” Grand Tutor Hedao raised the sword in his hand! The sword he was using was Japan's unique Japanese sword! It was slender and slightly curved! In the hands of Shangyuan Hedao, this sword was more like a poisonous snake that swallowed cold light. Swoosh! Upper Court Crane Path’s sword stabbed out! It was as if a cold and slippery viper had suddenly flicked out its tongue!

’ Once Izz managed to get some air between him and Jovanic, he changed his style. “[Deinonychus]” His three claws then merged into a singular long blade. It was too short to be a sword and its handle was very long. A nagamaki. He also sped up his movements and attacks in order to push Jovanic back. His spinning attacks and faster swings made it hard for Jovanic to block and block them. He could only dodge while taking back steps. Jovanic, who had been keeping a straight face, started to show some strain. Yet he couldn’t help but smile.

However, instead of retreating, the ninja reached into his apparel and drew out a sharp sword which glistened in the dark. Well, regardless of whatever strength he thought he possessed, Andrea saw Carrie retrain him in one swift move, knocking out the sword in his hands towards Andrea. Andrea was about to walk forward when the symbol on the handle of the sword caught her attention. She squatted and picked it up. "Why do you have this sword?" She asked, stepping closer to the ninja. She was about to rip out his head covering when Carrie blocked her. "It completely embarrasses them when they can't deliver the job they were assigned and still gets their identity exposed." Carrie said.

Edgardo muttered. "Why?" Dean demanded. "This will be the best time to attack him from behind while he fights off the Ninjas. They will keep him busy, this is our best shot." he added glaring at Edgardo, then shifting his gaze to Storm and saw the way he was killing them. The sword was on fire and with it whoever he strikes with it went on flame and they became dry and became skeleton immediately. They were fast but he was faster.

Resting on his hip was a single, long Nodachi a curved greatsword. "You bring the filth of the crust into the heavens, Anomalies," the Shogun’s voice resonated, smooth and perfectly synthesized, echoing off the invisible atmospheric dome above them. "You shattered the Marianas with brute force. You cracked my floorboards with reckless momentum. But you cannot outrun precision."

Two blades in a sheath. John even got goosebumps, and his hands reached for the blades themselves. His blades! Flawless, perfectly balanced, made of a special alloy, the secret of which only the Coven knew. Jon took out each of the blades and ran his hand over them lovingly, as if they were the most precious thing in his life. The blades were somewhat reminiscent of a Japanese sword - a katana, but slightly different from it. The same narrow and ideal, but still with their own secret, which no one is supposed to know about, except for the Hunter himself.

Jangar resembled the aura of a peerless sword, and his aura had broken through the arena's shield to envelop Nontwo City. His body was bathed in the glow of sword light as he gazed coldly at Severin. He then nonchalantly tossed his long sword in Severin's direction. The speed of flight was not very swift, and one might even describe it as being remarkably slow. Yet, with each advancement, sections of the blade seemed to dissipate, giving rise to a sword light approximately ten feet long. As the blade vanished, the sword light grew even more.

When I opened them, I saw that the princes grabbed nearby swords and deflected the weapon headed for us. "Who the hell made that large sword!?" Nate demanded and glared at the fallen weapon. "Nobody even uses them." I shyly tugged at Ren's sleeve. He looked surprised as looked at me. "Are you okay?" He asked, concerned in his eyes. I nodded in response. "I do think I have had enough to tour here. Can we leave?" At my words, they all let out a sigh of relief and placed the swords on the table. "You know," I started as we were headed for the door. "I do think that ninjas exist in this world since none of you denied it."