Rwby Weapons Novels & Stories

Each roll had a unique weapon, crafted by pure steal of different minerals. I moved closer and picked up the silver sword which was designed in crafted dark words. The sword was a brutal weapon for the Werewolves. As well as the silver gun, bullets, and daggers there. "Not today, you won't be needed." I whispered to myself then put it back and moved my hand to the third roll of weapons. I picked up the bow and arrow with a smirk.

Despite not knowing what level these spell scrolls were, Wilbur was pretty sure that they were nothing to be scoffed at, especially considering that Zenith had given him the Howl of the Banshee. The display racks on the right held all kinds of weapons imaginable. Each weapon glowed faintly with spiritual energy, and all of them clearly held powers in them. The display racks against the wall beside the door held a few sets of armor, all of them glowing with the same spiritual energy with runes carved into them.

My Bright Future gun, is my bedazzled gun, of course, I bedazzled it with diamonds. 2.My Gold twins, identical gold Handguns, perfect for a quick kill. 3. Dagger of death, has a purple grip that is styled like a marble flooring. It has blades sharper than you can imagine. 4. Barbie with Glam is a bright pink Gun with a Silver line going across. 5.The Swords of Light are Purple and Black swords, that glow in the dark. I am honestly laughing at how the store owner allowed a 13-year- old to buy these weapons because he was broke and we had money.

Medyo na-gamay ko na ang sword ko, madali lang kasi itong kontrolin. I also added a feature sa weapons ko, for the sword, I requested for it to be a necklace, tapos maa-activate siya if tatanggalin sa leeg ip-press then is-swing. For the bow naman, it's a bracelet, same activation, and lastly, the quiver with bows, ay isang hikaw.

The storage sack was filled with a collection of impressive weapons, and there were at least a dozen of them! Generally, a Pulse Control Realm would only have two weapons, and they would usually specialize in one kind. For example, Yohan with his saber and Nana with her longsword. After all, time was very limited, and so was energy. Hence, being greedy about it would not bring any benefit to a cultivator's strength. Naturally, Brayden would not train with all these weapons. Instead, according to Sebastian, Brayden would usually use an eighth-grade Nine Ring Broadsword, which laid in front of them, and it was almost as tall as a human.

Curiosity shot through her when she took all of the options in. “We have wolfsbane, liquid silver, silver whips, silver bindings. This one is my favorite binding because it has wolfsbane and silver coating the grooves. It digs into the area and gets even tighter with each attempt to move. The last canister is my patented spray. It’s the shifter equivalent of mace.” Brynn grabbed a little bit of it all and placed it in a box. The blades were put in there too. My mate ran her hands along my chest while she looked at me as if I was her own personal god. She surely was my own personal goddess, so it was certainly mutual.

“Do you have any idea what weapons they got?” “I believe handguns, rifles, and an assortment of blades. All silver.” “Fuck,” someone groaned behind me. I didn’t bother finding out who. We were all thinking the same thing. Raina was eerily still but I could feel her powers building, the air becoming thick and alive, the hair on my arms standing. I quickly snuffed it out before the storm inside her became reality. “Thank you,” she whispered down our bond. “Thank you for that information Braxton.

“Something people point at their enemies and pray never turns toward them.” His growl vibrates through his chest. “Then they don’t deserve you.” “That’s not fair,” I say weakly. “They didn’t choose this either.” Brynn finally steps closer, his hand resting over my heart. The contact sends a slow, grounding pulse through the bond. “Weapons don’t feel guilt,” he says quietly. “Weapons don’t lie awake worrying about who they might hurt.”

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

Six men and four women of various ages came to a stop about twenty feet in front of Rain and her friends. They were all armed with various weapons. Rain recognized the rifles and handguns, of course, but one of them was carrying what looked like a long spear, its metal tip not only screwed into the top, but a long cord wound around it as well. Another had what might’ve been a bow and arrow of some sort. A bent piece of plastic arched across her back, but there was no string, and the quiver held several pieces of metal that appeared to be blunt on the end. One was carrying a long black stick that looked more like the handle to a sword than anything else. Perhaps it was a baton to beat a perso