Samehada Sword Novels & Stories

She looked like she was born for this, born with a sword in her hand. “Aurora is marvelous. She is born for this.” Shalom took a gulp of his water. “And you are getting acquainted with it.” Art grunted in response. To be honest, he still felt strange holding the gilded hilt of the sword. His sword shone in the moon light, pure power. Its hilt was carved with ancient words. It was beauty and strength molded to be one. It was as powerful a weapon, as it was an art. And Shalom said it was Isaiah’s, the one he had used in that battle where he had died. He had said that Théoden’s blood in them gave it more power, more glory.

This teacher had massacred and killed one of his family, because he had been framed by the elders in that place. because of the extraordinary talent he has shown, it scares everyone and they end up trapping Khalid. Khalid his name is Khalid the son of the fiftieth generation swordsman who saves the world.

Powen turned around and said to the three examiners and Professor Norma, "We must try it now to know the difference between them." "But Sir Powen. She was unable to finish on time, which is unfair to the other contestants," Tom questioned. Sir Powen looked at Tom seriously, "What's your name?" "Tom. I'm Tom," Tom replied. "Yes." Sir Powen went to Tom's Nad pot and took out the weapon he built in it. It is a scimitar; Tom was very proud to see his weapon. Sir Powen called Tom closer to him; he took the sword Hana made and placed it next to Tom's

Not me. “Is this really okay? Your sword looks expensive. I think I might break it.” I said to him. “Nah, this sword is indestructible. Give it a swing if you like.” Hearing those confident words, I turned and faced an empty area as I remove the sword out from its sheath. It’s a single-edged sword— a falchion sword, I think. Wait a second. Why does this sword feel so familiar…? Where have I seen it before?

He couldn't help it, he laughed out loud. "That's my sword love." He said approaching her. She tightened her stance and pointed the sword at him. "Well then I think I won?" She smiled at him. "Sword!" He yelled. Jason unhooked his sword and stepped forward handing his sword to Gavin. His sword had a beautiful golden handle that shined in the sunlight. It was much thicker than Gavin's. Gavin's sword was lighter and felt good in Morgan's hand. It was silver which differed from most of the men on the ship. It was definitely heavier than swords she had used before but she would make this work. They stared at each other for a moment waiting to see who would attack first.

said Papa Bois. “You’re saying I can’t draw the Vermillion Sword and Titan cannot wield the Crimson Axe even when faced by the ligahoo?!” Snapped Hayden. Papa Bois nodded serenely. “But I can use a different sword? Just not this one?” Clarified Hayden, drawing the Vermillion Sword. The metal sang as it hit the air. The sword seemed to almost pulsate in the presence of the Bow. Hayden stared at the sword as it began emitting the same glow as the Amber Bow.

“Of course! She wanted to raise the swords!” “A sword is the king of soldiers. How much blade aura would be condensed if so many divine swords were gathered and buried inside the sword grave? It’d be simply unimaginable. And, the blade aura could help her raise a peerlessly divine sword!” Alex asked, “What kind of sword is that?” Lena said, “I heard my mother mention it before. Rumor has it that Saria Zomer’s plan to raise the sword was actually a success! The sword that she raised belonged to her brother-in-law. It’s called... the Godslayer!”

asked Jiyoung while opening her bag containing sharp axes. “You brought Axes?? Good going. You will look an ugly Orc with axe in the battle” said Eun Ji laughing. “Ha ha, very funny. What about you, Layla?” asked Jiyoung turning towards Layla. “Um. This” said Layla nervously and opened her bag. She removed a large sword. She then removed the sword from the gold colored shining scabbard. It was insanely huge and sharp. “Woah. That is beautiful” said Lily looking at the beautiful sword.

Harvey slowly pulled out the sword that Yona Lynch presented to him in the middle of his speech. Along with the sound of a loud clang, the Island Nation longsword that looked like the Muramasa was then split in half when Harvey swung his sword. Red liquid with a foul smell seeped out from the sword’s wooden hilt. Harvey grabbed a torch and threw it right at the Muramasa. Dark smoke started swirling everywhere at the next moment. At the same time, a wooden badge suddenly shattered into pieces inside a shrine on top of Mount Fuji from the Island Nations.

“This is perfectly safe” A few nervous laughs followed, shallow and unsure. “The swords have been equipped with non-lethal composite tips,” she explained, motioning toward the rounded, dark ends—elegant, polished, deceptively harmless. “They won’t draw real blood… just bruised egos…and…reveal who deserves to wear a crown next to the goddess Inanna..” She smiled and my fists clenched more. “Each blade is pressure-sensitive. One clean hit is all it takes to register a strike.” She continued with a light tone.