Novel & Cerita Rifle Sword

They didn’t know but the sword had a history to it, a history long buried and she only learnt it in the book her grandfather left her mother. The Maniz Gladius. A sword that held the blood of many during its days. Its short length provides an advantage in close-quarters combat and if maneuvered properly by the wielder, could prove to be adaptable to a long range combat. This particular sword in Tess’s hands was very flexible, suitable for her fluid, and light swordsmanship style. “It’s a good sword.” Tess said firmly but with a breathy smile. “Find a good sheath for me, preferably one with fur.”

X voice grew coldly. Isreal began laughing hysterically, as he unsheathed a long sword. “It seems as if you do not understand your place. I have you surrounded, surrender and I will spare your life, as Lord Henderson will decide you fate. He will be the god to judge you.” The sword Israel held was definitely finely crafted. The Sword was hand forged as the Damascus pattern resembled a calm river. The hilt was made of bronze and fitted with gold. No matter what quality his sword was, it will still rubbish before X’s translucent blade.

' That was Kirou's thought but what he said to Bladesmith was, "The weapons themselves are called Tonfas. As for the weapon type, I would name it {Gunblades} since it makes use of both a blade for short-range and a gun for mid-range." "Gunblades huh? It has a nice ring to it."

I asked and pointed to the weapons. I did a double take when I saw the shining sword I was pointing at. Its hilt was made of gold and there were jewels embedded in it. I looked at the other weapons next to it and found that the entire section was filled with jewelled daggers, swords and sabres. Samurai swords, Katanas and even dual broadswords lined up on the shelf. Some of them looked so ancient that I was certain that their price would make me faint. Some of the swords were emanating a faint glow, and I realised that they were spelled weapons. I wondered what exactly they could do...

replied the lieutenant, "I am a Sword Master, Rapier Class, from the non-magic corps." "I myself have very little aptitude for magic..." said the drill sergeant. “Let’s get to a target first." He led the small group to one of the bales of hay and gripped the pistol, aiming at the target. "This particular rifle is an older model, it makes use of elemental bullets that the marksman mage can fill with their elemental magic."

That time, Miles realized how Lixien went easy on Dallan when she could easily kill Dallan. The man shivered in fear but he screamed and that time, there were crossbows that came forward to them. Lixien frowned and put the man in hands of Miles before opening her fire to diminish all the bows that were coming forward. She unsheathed her real sword and fought with the bows that were endlessly running forward. Lixien frowned and with her sword, she closed her eyes and the sword let out a red with orange overbearing fire and it directly hit the whereabouts of where the bows came from. The knights, who were focused on fighting with the arrows, were still stunned to see the empress.

I listened in silence. Then we heard a call in the distance and I saw Vale turning away from the group to greet a young blonde-haired man who was running towards us. He wore the same uniform, with a scabbard hanging from a shoulder belt known as a baldric, which held a sabre, a curved single-edged Russian sword. Another shorter yet bigger blade attached to his waist-belt. He looked like a Cossack, but the young man didn't behave like a stiff board like the others. His pale green eyes were what gave him away. They were too soft.

Kalen selected an exotic sword, a pair of blue star exotic daggers, 2 rapid-fire automatic pistols, a Lawgiver 2-form gun and exotic armor. “I am ready for this mission,” he thought excitedly after he selected all the pieces of equipment he wanted. “Is this what it feels like to be a badass,” his expression slowly morphed into a grin. “Let’s do this!” The exotic sword had a blueish color to it. It had a lightning attribute to it. Kalen would give his enemies a little jolt of electric when he strikes them.

I accepted the dagger with a nod of approval, tucking it away securely. "In addition," Maxwell continued, presenting me with a silver sword, "I've had this crafted for you. Silver, lethal to vampires and wolves, but harmless to you, Your Highness. It may prove invaluable within the enemy's stronghold." I inspected the blade, a smirk tugging at the corners of my lips. "A thoughtful gesture," I acknowledged, feeling the weight of power in my grasp. "It will serve its purpose well." With a swift motion, I tested the sword's balance, nodding in satisfaction. "Let us proceed," I declared, my tone firm and commanding. "The battle has just begun".

So he needs to be out first. I stretched my hand to my back and gripped my sword. For the inexperienced eyes, it would look like a big round metal rod that has some symbols on it. In truth, it was a double bladed sword that can be divided into two pieces. It was a family heirloom, my father had left me. I gave the still sheathed sword a few swings and nodded. It has been a while since I used that thing on something else than the Infected, but I guess this would be a good exercise.