Ritsu Knife Novels & Stories

David excuse himself and went to the room he had occupied when Paul had brought him here, while Eric also excuse himself and entered Paul's room. He went to the wardrobe and open it. No clothes were in it, only weapons. He first saw his weapons, sword and his Shuriken (Ninja Star), he also saw other weapons Paul had talked about, but he wasn't interested in them, he was about to close the wardrobe when his eyes caught something at the far end of the wardrobe. A chigiriki weapon. The weapon is a hollow iron cane that has an iron weight attached to a chain hidden inside mainly used by Samurai's.

“You, ugh, you have a knife in your back pocket.” Confused, I patted my pocket, and sure enough, I had a small knife I had grabbed from the room with the tools. I pulled it out and flipped it over in my hand. It wasn’t silver, just a small switch blade that I could use to torture Aurora with no lasting damage. “Right.” I went to toss it back to Ronnie, but once he got a closer look at it, he waved his hand.

Those things looked like they could trap water if they weren't kept in check. I was pulled out of my thoughts as he raised a beefy hand and pried my mouth open. I glared at him as he withdrew his hand from his back and waved what must have been the scariest knife I had ever seen before my eyes. At first glance, it looked like a regular knife with a length of about five inches and a thickness of about 4 millimeters. But on closer look, the knife which had a bronze coated handle had several tiny teeth on either side of it. Looking at it, I couldn't help gulping in fear. I imagined being stabbed with it and the thought was enough to send a tremor through my system.

His power is too strong that even gigantic beasts don't stand a chance against him. Suddenly a bat flew towards me, but this bat was almost the size of a human and had red eyes. It moved fast and I knew that Sushi couldn't catch up to that so I quickly took the small sword that Stefano gave me and I moved quickly as I met it and created a sharp noise when I cut the bat that immediately dropped on the ground.

Abhi had noticed the symbol before but had never understood its significance. With deliberate care, Rudra aligned the symbol on the ring with the one on the knife. The moment the two symbols touched, a transformation began. The knife started to glow, the light emanating from the blade growing brighter and more intense. Abhi watched in astonishment as the small knife elongated, its form shifting and expanding until it became a majestic sword, nearly three feet in length. The blade shimmered with a brilliant blue light, casting ethereal patterns across the walls of the room.

Tigrani lifted her captives again, but Kenru intervened before they could be thrown to the ground once more. Kenru's movements resembled those of a fierce and swift gust of wind. I, too, was astounded by the brilliant gleam emanating from his sharp katana. Within moments, the katana emerged from its sheath, the blade magnified to an extraordinary size. Kenru wielded the blade in both hands, sweeping it through the air to sever Tigrani's formidable locks. The clash of Kenru's blade against Tigrani's hair produced an explosive burst of energy, resulting in severed strands and splintered trees. Kenru's swift and decisive action impressed me, capturing my attention before he turned his focus to

All he could do now was sit and wait for Kirou to finish the assembly. Like that, another ten minutes passed. When Kirou's hands finally stopped moving, assembled on the table were two unique shaped bladed weapons. If any martial art fanatic from the real world was present, they would recognize that the assembled weapons looked similar to single bladed tonfas. The difference was that barrel holding the blades was a bit wider and more reinforced.

he spat. "Where is Luke?" I brought the blade close to his neck. Even though I was not applying much force to it his neck began bleeding because of how sharp it was. My Katana was crafted by a legendary blacksmith on a Japanese mountain and it was made with the finest metals and materials. It was so sharp that it could decapitate someone easily with just a swing of an arm. "I don't have any dealing with that bastard." He said through closed teeth. I scanned him and he was telling the truth. And with the way things looked, Luke for sure was not here.

He asked curiously, pulling the lid off and lifting its contents. Kurt confirmed, "Yes, I had it custom-made for you." He grinned. "I hope you both like it.” ****** When he pulled out the object inside, it was a very elegant-looking knife. The silver charm on it was shaped like a stylized rose and there was a single rune engraved in the middle of the blade. Dirk traced the edges of the knife carefully with his finger, marveling at it. "It's beautiful... and I suppose it doesn't belong to me." He eyed Kurt who smiled softly and gestured for him to check the box again.

All types of specially made knives were displayed and arranged perfectly before him, from fixation Bowies, authentic katanas, bolos, Gerber, and. Ah, this one. He slowly raised his glinting Obsidian knives. The thinnest blades one could ever find were three nanometres wide at the edge – 10 times sharper than a razor blade. These were made by flaking a long, thin sliver from a core of the volcanic glass. This was perfect! "Prepare him." He instructed without turning his head, knowing his men will know what to do. He critically examined each piece to make sure it will work on the flesh like butter.