Rwby Swords Novels & Stories

The red-eyed creature lunged. Darkness exploded across the battlefield. It swallowed the remains of the Trial of Two Hearts. Mountains of black mist rose into the sky. Each one took the shape of snarling beasts with glowing crimson eyes. Their roars shook the heavens. Kael tightened his grip on the silver blade. The weapon felt alive. It pulsed with every beat of his heart, like it had been waiting centuries for his touch. Beside him, Rhydian held the golden blade. The moment their shoulders brushed, both swords began to hum. Silver and gold light intertwined, forming invisible threads between them.

Yet the pressure and aura emitted from it instantly told everyone that the weapon was anything but ordinary. Silver and black symbols resembling ancient runes covered the body of the blade. The sword hilt carried the carving of a dragon head with glowing eyes. The moment the sword appeared, even the surrounding air seemed to grow heavier. “What sword is that?” the crowd watching outside muttered in shock and excitement. Before the other warriors could fully comprehend what was happening— Another streak of light burst out from the crack. This time Phoniex caught it. The light faded. A black whip appeared in her hand.

"Wait, I'm familiar with both the book and the sword. They are normally at my father's place. He's been devoting a lot of time lately to reading that book." "And what is the purpose of the blade?" "It's for, yeah, I read about it in my father's library a long time ago, it's used for the rite when when...no!" They rushed into the palace, two awls trailing behind them, holding a huge wooden box. When they were climbing the flight of stairs, one of the awls relaxed his grasp on the case's side handle and it slid off, falling to the ground. The case's housing broke open and objects spewed out, including several scrolls, a large book with a lock restricting the pages, and a fairly long dagger.

When I opened the door, I saw the head herbalist of Rayuwa along with two witch doctors. "Your Highness, good morning," the head herbalist began, "I am here to continue miss Binta's treatment." He said with a bow. "Ok, why are the witch doctors here?" I asked, addressing the two old men that had accompanied him. "There is a spiritual matter involved with Miss Binta's issue." He began, "I believe the spirit of death is upon her. These men are one of Rayuwa's best witch doctors. They are here to consult with the spirits on her behalf." He explained, and I was dumbfounded. I couldn't believe what I had just heard.

Brawen stepped forward, even with one eye, but enough for anyone who looked directly at it to be engulfed in that blue sea: I hope you can keep your word. Brawen is not fighting for just Riven alone, but against Anthony. And a small part wanted to confirm if Anthony was Owen. After all, Owen could be considered as Brawen's sword master. She and him have fought each other thousands of times, his sword style is clearer than anyone else's. John willingly threw Brawen and Anthony a Western European sword each. Brawen gripped the sword in her hand. She does not like force, but sometimes has to use force in exchange for peace.

But she slices through my flames like butter, her swords of silver cutting the wolf down in an instant. The pain reverberates back to me. My arms quake, but I hold steady, swaying just a touch. She raises her swords over Soren, and I… I… A burst of shadow covers the island in darkness before an explosion of power explodes, knocking me and the Viper to the ground. Grandpa Ryatt appears in silence, his face set in determination as he wields the Shadowsword, it’s hilt inlaid with gems glowing bright, and swings, metal singing as it splits the air around us into pieces.

“This is a fine sword! It sure has remarkable craftsmanship!” Bruce exclaimed. Although the sword bore no special likeness, Bruce Starr could tell it was of divine make. As he inspected the blade, Bruce sent some of his energy into the weapon, hoping to test its power. In an instant, the blade roared, and almost immediately started to violently shake in his hand.

Turning away from the others, I point the sword in front of me and almost drop it when a flame shoots out but stops before it touches anything. "Whoa," I say softly. When I turn around, I see Wyatt and Jock have swords, but theirs are slightly different. Wyatt's has a blue handle and shoots out ice, enough to freeze someone in place. Jock's has a green handle and shoots out electricity. "I guess you got your answer," Zoe says, staring at the three of us in shock. I smile and nod. "Now we're prepared to kick some ass. Let's see what the next message says, and then we'll head out." I say, putting my sword in the red sheath that magically appeared at my side. Maybe I'll cut Selene some slack as

He raised the sword with his right hand to the sky. Avraam's relic sword weighed five kilograms and was also nearly two metres long, differing slightly from the sword currently in use. However, Brockley could even wield two swords at once in his right and left hands. After Avraam and Herbert's legacy swords were gilded together, it meant that the sword weighed ten kilograms. Brockley wielded the sword all the way from Glor Cave to Gloriston.

He was so focused on the glowing sword. Leonard brings out his Alcohol container and takes a sip from it to at least calm his trembling body. Rio went to the stone stairs and reached the landing area at the top. The sword was surely made of silver with a gold and brass handle. This is definitely the sword Pamungkas was talking about. Rio firstly creates a mind-link with Deadrei and said to her, “I am coming for you my love, just wait a little more." Deadrei hears him but the mind link was not strong enough so she was not able to reply to him.