Savage Blade Ffxi Novels & Stories

Runes ran along the hilt—half flame, half crescent—and the metal pulsed like it was alive. Racheal stepped closer. The blade sang to her blood. “You feel it, don’t you?” Myra whispered. “It was made for you.” Racheal reached out, fingers hovering over the hilt. “What is it?” Myra exhaled slowly. “It’s called Ashweaver. A soulbound blade. Forged at the end of the Flame Wars by a rogue godsmith. It can kill a vessel of divine blood… but only if wielded by one who shares that blood.”

Serros said coldly. A silence fell again. Then Amaria asked quietly, “Will you help us?” Serros smiled, but it was anything but kind. “Oh, I’ll help. But you know me—I never come cheap.” Raziel’s wings flared. “Name your price.” Serros’s smile widened. “I want one of the sacred blades from the Vault of Origin.” Shouts erupted. “Absolutely not!” “You’re insane!” “That blade is bound to our history!” “You would corrupt it!”

Indigo was starting to get a little strained, but it was still holding up for now. This was where the differences between soul artifacts really started to show. As Felix's strength grew, Indigo was clearly beginning to fall behind. "It looks like you've done all you can," Felix said, having pretty much gauged Yvian's strength. He raised his right hand and pointed forward. "Six Word Mantra—Astral Ember!" Instantly, the soul blade defending Yvian slashed downward. As the one on the receiving end, Yvian could feel firsthand just how terrifying that strike was.

They're veteran Supremes—powerful and seasoned. "Even if I step into Supreme Realm right now, I'd still be far behind Yohan and Pope of Light. And you dare say you fought them?" "You should get out more and not hide in your little corner. Your vision is too narrow. Have you ever heard of 'young blood rises fast'? You're past your prime," Gideon teased. "You're seeking death!" Tristan roared. Then, he pulled a black curved blade from his robes. "Marshal Snow, this is the day you die! The fifth style of the 13 Ghost Blades—Soul Slice!"

and with that statement he shot the man and then face the unfazed Felix with a grin “Scared, wanna beg me for your life, wanna do as I say," Blade threatened “Why would I, just shoot me dead, it'll save you stress because I'm stubborn and won't submit even till my last breath," Felix muttered staring at blade with clear disgust and anger. Blade got furious, he used his vampire speed, dragged Felix and ran far away, where he'll torment Felix in peace Felix was surprised at that inhuman speed. Felix and Jamie were fans of alien, demons and vampires stories so it piqued his interest.

Blood dripped from a cut above its eye where the door had connected. Good. I kicked off my heels — useless in a fight — and grabbed the first one like a weapon. When the wolf lunged, I swung hard, catching it across the muzzle with the stiletto heel. It yelped and jerked back, more surprised than hurt. "Yeah, that's right," I snarled. "Come at me again. I'll take your fucking eye out." The wolf stared at me. Then, slowly, its lips pulled back from its teeth in what looked almost like... a smile.

The familiar weight settled into his grip like an old companion. For a moment he stood perfectly still, letting the quiet settle around him. Then he began. The blade moved through the air in slow, controlled arcs. Steel cut through the morning mist. Again. Again. Again. Each motion was deliberate. Measured. His breathing fell naturally into rhythm with the movement of the sword. Training had always been the only place where Adrian’s mind truly quieted. The past faded. The memories of the borderlands, the hunts, the bloodshed—they all blurred into the background.

“This sword of path order can be considered a treasure, but you can only use it once. It’s a reward given by Sublime Tower for those who managed to kill the elemental bodies. “You’re currently in the late stage of nine stars. This sword of path order awarded to you should allow you to kill someone at the third level of the pseudo holy tier at most. You can see it as a small life-saving divine artifact.” Hearing this, Philip could not help the corner of his mouth from twitching. Once he activated the chimera imprint, his strength could already reach the third level of the pseudo holy tier. This so-called life-saving weapon was of little use to him.

Blood spewed from the open wound and the Toadasilles croaked loudly again. Rain went to its stomach which was much softer. “[Phoenix Blade]” He fused his sword with fire magic and slashed at the belly. At first he was not able to cut through but as he kept pressing his sword in, the skin and flesh tore open. The skin and flesh was burnt so the soft and squishiness of it would turn into hard and crispy.

"You're the one who is seeking death!" As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and quickly summoned the Loren Divine Blade that existed within the inner world. It tore through the void and landed in his hand. With the Loren Divine Blade in hand, Severin's aura soared immediately, his aura of complete-stage level three royal paragon had trembled the air. "Die!" After a deep shout, the Loren Divine Blade burst into bright light, a terrifying swordwill tore through the sky and slashed towards Kobe!