Sealed Sword Novels & Stories

His sword showed a chopping motion, and the death soldier raised his broadsword horizontally in front of him. Samel hummed as his wrist twisted flexibly and the chopping motion changed into a slashing one in a single second which caught the death soldiers off guard. The broadsword was pushed aside even with its heavy weight as Samel’s wrist once again turned swiftly as his sword flipped in a circle before directly pointing at the death soldiers legs and severing his tendons that instantly disabled the other party.

He had to consider who he was fighting for. The thoughts that were spinning through his mind suddenly came to a grinding halt. Without saying a word, Alex reached his right arm over his shoulder. The sword sheathed on his back was not like a normal blade. He crafted it himself with precise ingenuity. On the hilt of the sword, a small handle stuck outward from the side. Alex grabbed hold of the handle and pulled the sword from his back. The blade itself was rather short, only a little over fifteen inches in length. Attached from the bottom end of the hilt was a series of firm, leather straps, which Alex quickly fitted along his arm just above his elbow. Alex had been taught from day one that

The king grabbed the handle and saw that it was a dagger exquisitely made. The tip of the handle was a mixture of silver and gold seemingly woven over each other. Between the handle and the blade was a dark grey gemstone shaped like a shield and its crossguard and quillon were shaped like that of a wave. Securing the dark grey gemstone, two silver and gold snakes crossed over each other with their tails ending at the edge of the crossguard.

Leela said, ' Then give me your hand. ''Ezra said, Leela gave Ezra her hand. Ezra grabs it rip her necklaces off her neck. Ezra was wearing a necklace with a sword on the end of it. Ezra whispers a name to herself. The sword in her hand became bigger. The sword was a long, broad, curved blade made out of steel. Wrapped expensive, white sharkskin. The sharp dual-edged blade makes this the ideal weapon if you're looking to slice, dice, stab and jab your enemies.

From facing three with the same level of strength as him, and struggling to dealing with fourteen stronger than him. Mane gently massaged his wrist as he carefully and gently retrieved the two weapons encased in the gorgeous sheaths that lay on his back. One of the two, a sword, was made entirely of black metal, even its handle. It was over a meter in length and it glowed brightly under the sun, a curious contradiction of colors. The other was a knife. It was shorter, under a meter long and was golden, just like Mane’s hair. In Mane’s mind space the excitement of the7th and the 8th could be felt as Mane called upon the artefacts. The Wandering Sword God and the Bloodied Blade Lord watched in

“Even with your belly ripped open, you still cling to life.” Bending down, Huang Fu brought his face within a mere inch of Xiu Jian’s bowed head, close enough to hear the ragged, desperate gasps of his foe. Huang Fu’s eyes gleamed as he watched Xiu Jian grimace in unbearable pain. Scarlet trickled from Xiu Jian’s temple, sliding down toward his eye. With a swift motion, Huang Fu reached for the sacred blade at Xiu Jian’s left hip—the legendary sword sheathed in a scabbard adorned with golden dragon carvings.

Adele asks, frustration written all over her face. “General” the bladesmith walks to us, holding a big rectangular box in hand. “Is it ready?” “Yes general” He hands it to me and walks away, leaving us again. “I asked you a question, general” “Here” I shove the box toward her, “we start immediately” Adele takes the box but the frown on her face remains, she looks more frustrated and angry than ever. “Can you at least tell me what’s going on?” “The sword in that box is forged with a dragon’s breath, it is almost a lethal weapon when it gets to the hand of the enemy. I am entrusting it to you for safekeeping and also for your training, I hope you will not disappoint me”

(It fits perfectly, okay). After packing, I took my sword and went outside to practice a bit while I was waiting for Justine to return. Before I started I studied my sword for the thousands time. It was actually very beautiful. It was silver with a blue reflection. On the blade was engraved; my daughter. It was engraved in a beautiful cursive font, above the scripture was an infinity symbol made of sapphires. The hilt was very comfortable in my hand, and the sword itself felt like an extension of my arm. The length and build of the sword were perfect.

As they were walking around, Raoul subconsciously stopped when he saw a weapon shop selling swords and various other weapons that looked pretty. His gaze was focused on a slender sword with an extremely sharp-looking blade. Although the sword Ariana had given him was no less beautiful and sharp, it was already starting to be too small for Raoul, who was in his growth period. Raoul had been taught how to judge the quality of a sword by Valencia. And he immediately knew that the beautiful-looking sword has excellent quality.