Sasuke Katana Novels & Stories

Swooosh! The blade with a blue glow was swung forward without any hesitation. The Zephyr Slash was pulled off once again! It was a simple and straightforward cut but packed with massive damage! “Your swordsmanship has already been perfected, Mr. Akano. If you manage to kill this man, you shall be crowned as the Shindan Way’s Sword Saint!” Sakura Miyamoto calmly said while admiring the battle. Taro Akano’s courage increased exponentially. The blade in his hand was filled with a menacing aura.

Her obsidian-rimmed eyes were fixed on Takashi Masamune, who stood perfectly still before the entrance to the inner sanctum, his long naginata held loosely in his right hand, his crimson eyes watching her movements with the clinical focus of an executioner. She didn't run; she shifted. The silver runic lines on her knuckles flared with a blinding, white radiation as she ceased to exist at the edge of the forest and appeared ten feet from the First Regent, her two silver blades already coming downward in a dual, vertical cross-strike that carried the integrated frequency of the three European Hearts. Takashi didn't try to parry the strike with his steel blade. He reached into his indigo sash

Once they’re sheathed, he hands them over. “Bring them back, in one piece if possible. I can clean them here so don’t worry about that.” They nod, fastening the belts around themselves. Settling them into their hips. It had been a while since they’d worn swords, but it feels natural after a few minutes walking the main floor with Serena. She’d gone for two katanas that go across her back. Connor comes over to them and takes Serena’s head in his hands and pressed her face to his.

SASR. Captain Jack McCormack crouched near the open side door, one hand on the frame, the other on the sling of his SIG MCX. Through the haloed glow of the NVGs, the dunes rolled beneath them like the backs of sleeping leviathans. He ran the checklist without looking: suppressor threaded; secondary Glock seated; encrypted comms paired; drone uplinked; beacon off; IR strobe taped. Everything ready. Everything familiar. Everything that had ever mattered to him fit inside the silhouette of his kit.

For more than twenty years he had trained in the way of the katana, earning the title of kenshi—a swordsman whose skill left no room for doubt. I thought he would come for me next, but he didn't. He stepped back, flickered his katana to wipe out the blood on its steel, and then slowly slid it back into the saya. That only means one thing! I'm Anya's first kill.

Secret weapon? Yang Xiao was stunned. He gripped his Dragonscale with one hand and stared at Katou Hui with great vigilance. But Katou Hui took the weapon out with a grim smile. It was a short sword with dragons and phoenixes carved on it. It was exquisite. "Is this the legendary dual slash?" Yang Xiao immediately thought of something. The Sword Dao of Japan was different from that of the Sky Country. The Sky Country usually had a strict distinction between sword and saber.

“Oh, Seraphim’s blade. I’d never seen this in a long long time. Seraph Blade killed many of my people. Where did you get it, my dear?” “Not telling you anything.” He looked at Lucius. “Is this the same blade given to you by your father-in-law?” What was he talking about? I watched Ryden shift and divert his gaze away, looking hurt. “I wish, but that’s what killed her. Mine is safe somewhere.” Wait. What? He has a sword just like mine? “But this blade also shapes according to the wielder. Am I right? And it’s Katana for her. She must have been trained by a great sensei.”

“Charms are her specialty. Unfortunately, the maker is one of the few stuck in Kyushu.” Cai Kang looked around. Ryosuke is wearing modern hiking gear and a large pack buckled up. Fukuna is wearing hiking gear too and is dressed for the winter. She even brought a bo staff with her. Kazuha doesn't wear typical hiking clothing he has seen as it is all black and the collar goes up to her chin and a black mask. What caught his eye was the katana by her side. It is a beautiful black lacquered katana sheath and handles. It is decorated with silver feathers on it. Even the handguard has silver designs shaped like wings. It wasn't just Cai Kang but everyone is staring at it. "Is that yours?"

And Morgana was once again thankful to have her mates by her side, she couldn't imagine what the Alpha was going through right now. Takaokami held out both hands, and she watched in silence as an object began to appear, gasping softly as it slowly solidified. In her mate's hands were two blood-red katana, the blades looked lethal to touch and the Ito wraps(material around the handles) were made with a shimmery black leather that looked suspiciously like dragon scales. The saya (Sheath) that held the double katana rippled with white pearl-like designs, and as she peered closer Morgana realized those designs were actually her mate's scales embedded in the saya itself.

She took out her leather half-finger gloves and leather black flat boots to complete her dressing. She got dressed before going back to her closet and opening the compartment behind it to reveal a long black-headed samurai sword. Something she acquired from the last target she took out in her last hunt. The guy had been some Japanese mafia who was into swords, luckily for Katya, she was versed in the art of. swordfight among other things which made her good at what she does. Killing.