Sasuke Katana Novels & Stories

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

“You can choose whatever material you want to fight each other,” the matriarch declared, her voice echoing through the arena like a spell cast over the room. She stood with her arms outstretched, as if offering them a divine gift—freedom to choose their own destruction. Without hesitation, Dorian moved. His eyes locked onto a long, curved blade resting among the scattered weapons on the ground—a katana. He stepped forward, the steel whispering as he lifted it into his hands. The weight was perfect. Balanced. Silent. Deadly.

I admitted. “ So now you understand why I keep my physique the way I do. To wield a katana, you must be just as flexible and agile as it is. Longsword is best for thrusting and parrying while katanas are best suited for cutting and slicing. Is that clear?” I had never seen him serious before. “ I'm going to be teaching you how to use both a longsword and a katana, got it?” “ Yes, Sir,” “ Catch,” he threw a wooden longsword at me. I was able to catch it. “ Let the training begin.”

Stepping on his back, he lifted himself up, jumping into the air with all of Lucian's men standing in awe at the swiftness of his move. But while they stared at Luke in the air, they were taken by surprise as Luke dragged out the kusarigama from his clothes, swinging the large pointy metal in the air and letting it fly through the necks and body of the men who stood at the forefront. The metal pierced through their necks, one by one, passing from one neck to another, all these happening in a hot minute while he was still in the air. Dropping down to the ground, five of Lucian's men who were affected by his weapon dropped dead to the ground with blood flowing everywhere on the ground.

At the gate of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect on the Swordsmanship-seeking Mountain Range. A slender figure was sitting cross-legged in the sky above the mountain gate. His short black hair stood on end, shining with cold light like steel needles. He was a young man of the Human Clan. He had sharp eyebrows and sword-like eyes, but there was a hint of unconcealable arrogance between his eyebrows. His eyes were long and slanted, and his lips were thin. On his back was a cyan saber with a long hilt. The hilt was two meters long, and there was a crescent moon and a cyan dragon on the blade. The saber looked ordinary. Only a real master could feel the murderous aura from it. Only a murderous weap

I called my celestial weapon too and transformed it into a black katana, a Japanese kind of sword I used to see on animes and I coated with a condensed dark energy coming Mammon. “Raid, let’s go!” I urged him and we both drew our words at Astaroth as we jumped mid-air. Astaroth, you will be the one who will die on our hands tonight. Mark my words. I said mentally and I strongly thrust my katana on him to land a fatal blow but just as expected, he was able to dodge it.

(Prince Kaneda Crystal) He was delighted by it and bowed his head slightly in grateful. Which I noticed that his custom were akin to a Japanese custom, I also noticed that the swords hanging on his waist were a Katana , but instead of a curved Katana, it was straight, but the resemblance of the design were uncanny. “Are you a samurai, Prince Kaneda?..”. I asked. But for some reason the questioned made Prince Kaneda stunned, like he was struck by a lightning. After seconds passed, his gaze become gentler and respectful to me.

Asks dad, as he comes over wrapping his arms around mum, but keeping his eyes intently on me. Inside the box at sixteen inches long, is the most exquisite pair of sai I have ever seen, nestled among black velvet. I carefully reach in and pull out one of the sai, holding it ever so delicately as I scan over every inch of it. The three-pronged weapon is made entirely of gold, the moto – the centre point of the sai – has a garnet gemstone embedded on either side and has a black agate gemstone embedded in the tsukagashira – the butt end of the handle. The tsuka – or handle – is carved to look like dozens of tiny snakes wrapped around it, all winding up towards the side prongs which have been des

"Great." I whispered to myself, already knowing the space, and pointed with my head up, I didn't even have to turn my head to know that my recruits knew very well what it meant. I brought my hand up to my neck, beginning to snap it. I walked towards a side stand that contained some weapons, I picked up the katana and wakisashi set, tested the cut, they weren't very sharp, I rolled my eyes, but at least they had a good balance. "At least here are some toys."

Good. I look to Cassandria and hold my hand out to her, and she nods her head at me. She takes out her wakizashi. The shorter of the two Katanas she has. I take it in my hand and feel the handle and the weight of the blade. It is so light. Blades have always been my thing. I prefer them to the gun.