Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith Novels & Stories

with the family—had all returned relatively late, but they had each thrown themselves into learning a useful skill. Damien, despite his rough, burly looks, was especially gifted at embroidery. During the years when Mother's hands were "punished" due to all the pricking for kinship tests and she couldn't sew, all the embroidered gifts sent from our household to curry favor with the consorts in the palace had actually been made by Damien. Edmund excelled at painting. Fred excelled at medicine. Gareth was smooth and silver-tongued; he excelled at dealing with people. Harry had come late, but he was sharp and quick on the uptake. He was now serving as the crown prince's study companion.

"You're unlucky! I already forgot most of the conversation, but the only thing I could remember was that he had already found his significant other. Although he did not say any name!" Odin interrupted their conversation. "You have a really nice crossbow, Arya. I haven't seen anything like this on the Alabama market; it's very unique!" he said in amazement. Arya exhaled a sigh. "That crossbow, along with the rest of the Amazonian weapons, were made in the kingdom of King Abaddon, and we enhanced them with the potion from the kingdom of King Solomon. That is the main reason why we were able to defeat the dark Phoenix and the werewolf clan."

While others relied on the primal strength of their wolves, I had forged my reputation with blood and skill. It was with these weapons that I built the Rogue Dominion—a pack born from outcasts, deserters, and the feral, united under my iron rule. I approached the central rack, where my most trusted weapons awaited me. First, my sword—a masterpiece of black steel, its blade engraved with runes that glowed faintly in the dim light. The hilt was wrapped in dark leather, worn smooth from years of use. This blade had tasted the blood of countless foes and had never once failed me.

You seem to have an eye for weapons young lad" "I very much do" Altar said, "this all your work?" "Indeed it is" the Smith said. He took a dagger from the wall, played with it and stabbed it on the wooden table he worked on. Altar took the dagger and studied its make. He was amazed at its beauty. The smith took Altar deeper into his shop where he showed him the three sections of his work shop that consisted in crafted weapons and metal gladior gear like breastplates and helms.

It didn't take long for Bedros to grab whatever was in front of him and turn them into the exact same hard stones he got from the little boy, only that he lacked the power within the stones. Catwijck took the hard stone made by Bedros by making strong and hard weapons covered by Mana. Catwijck, who often sells the best weapons, has never made weapons from hard stone and produces weapons of the highest quality. Voor't took the weapon that Catwijck gave him in the form of arrows with arrows with Mana, Onder de received several finger cavity exercises and controlled them with Mana so that they could float in the air to move freely. "Give me, I have two swords with opposite training eyes," said

Diane glared at Lyndon for the last time before she focused on our training. Aunt Athena waved her hands again and weapons of different kinds appeared infront of us. There are bows and arrows, swords and some weapons that I'm not familiar with. "These are heavenly weapons created by the God of fire and blacksmith himself, the one and only Hephaestus." I was even more amazed to fined out that my father created all of these weapons. "Wow! You're dad's a genius Ana Mae!" Diane said that made me proud. "All the weapons in the heaven realm are created by your father Ana," Aunt Athena told me. "Every God has their own unique talent same with humans. Whether you're a deity or just a normal mortal,

' I ask in utter awe. Beaming proudly, Micah tilts himself back and forward from his tippy toes to his heels, 'Well, actually, I didn't come across it. I made it. It's taken me many months to forge. I wanted it to be perfect,' he smiles, 'I used the finest and rarest materials to make it. The sheath is made of silver, and the dagger is made from Moonstone and Silver. I engraved my eye into the fuller so you know I always have my eye on you,' he winks, 'And the hand of the dagger is made from dragon bone,'

“I was right about them. They’re the blacksmiths of all supernatural creatures.” “They’ve been having those kinds of weapons they never used for battles?” Agatha asked as she studied the weapons I was gazing at. “This is where we craft our most valuable items,” Weston said as he moved across the stone table and grabbed a metal rod. “We have been crafting our weapons for this is the only thing we are good at.” “You’re not just good at it. You are excellent,” Agatha complimented and Weston threw her an appreciative smile. “How come you’ve been keeping all of these here without selling them?”

The clerk clears her throat before speaking. “Yes, you have a very good eye and magical control Miss. Any and all of the weaponry made from this family of smiths can also be bonded to your blood. This means it will become dual and deliver a shock to those who try to use it without you keying them in first. There is a memory on them too so you can view all that try to use it. The magic in this short sword and the daggers are semi-sentient and has adapted to different users and their fighting styles. If you are of open mind and heart, the sword and daggers can teach you all that they remember. Those two are the only pieces left from his grandfather the smith. However, I think I could get you s

Eventually, the truth would come to light. The stone door fully opened. A cold, ancient, and desolate air rushed out, carrying the weight of time. Winter walked in first, and Gideon followed closely behind. He realized that this hidden chamber was enormous. It was more like an underground palace, filled with weapons as far as the eye could see. Gideon picked up a longsword. He flicked it with his fingers, producing a crisp, soul-stirring resonance. "What a sword!" he exclaimed in admiration. He inspected the other weapons and found that all of them were extraordinary. Each one was a treasure—a divine weapon. There were hundreds, if not thousands, of them.