Shirou Emiya Swords Novels & Stories

Theo drag his body out of the stream to shore and laid back making the huffing sound. It was Theo first battle, and it was the hardest battle of all, and as well as Theo regret not bringing his sword, because it would be a little bit easy, with the black sword, over time during the practices, Theo notice that the black sword was too sharp, and feel regretted and thankful for the person who sold it without knowing anything.

My white fur stood on end. Once she was floating five-storeys high, she released seven swords from the symbolic circles, caging me in place as if I was a prisoner. They were gigantic and in different colors accordingly staying true to what they represented: wind, fire, earth, forest, water, sky, time, and lastly, space. The swords around me created a stronger gravity. I wasn't able to leap out but this didn't worry me. Sofia started chanting and then, the swords began to glow even brighter.

“And how is that related to this frozen sword?” “That’s what I’m trying to find out,” Estevan pointed out. “You see, there are a lot of different Empyreal Weapons—swords, shields, bows and arrows, spears, hammers … I can go on. But I’m still wondering if it’s possible to have that as another kind.” “You think this is one of those weapons?” Larice said, looking at the replica. “No … Your blood.”

Reid voice billows. E.J who heard it instantly did the move. "Lithious Imperious" thousands of swords suddenly appeared around E.J which was wrapped in ki. Suddenly, E.J raised his right hand and the blades around him followed his comand. The blades flew quickly to the enemies as its struck them down. Dust of smoke formed inside the Celious vizar. Nathan already saw this attack that happened almost more than a month ago. The same techniqued he uses to those ten notorious men.

To think that his master's sword will be pointing at her is something she would never imagine. "You don't have to do this." Amari was shaking. She was holding her sword and about to draw it. But her hand were shaking she can't do it---no she has to. Shakingly she drew her sword. The Aquarius relic replica sword, given by Alkhun. She just made a promise and she knew she have to hold on to it. "Very well. Defeat me and you win." After saying this nerom immediately disappeared out of thin air.

Tying my hair in a pointy ponytail , I covered my face with the hood. I took a pouch of gold coins and my Aura sword ' Soul reaper.' Since I'm going on the battlefield, it's ideal for me to bring my best sword. With the help of Soul Reaper sword I can simply kill anyone approaching me to attack and feed the souls of the dead to my sword. Unfortunately I can't use my appearance changing spell because of being pregnant. My child will suffer unbearable pain because of the transformation. Seeing me all dressed up like men, Aly once again questioned," Are you really going to the borders of the Bliaviroth empire in the West?"

But she slices through my flames like butter, her swords of silver cutting the wolf down in an instant. The pain reverberates back to me. My arms quake, but I hold steady, swaying just a touch. She raises her swords over Soren, and I… I… A burst of shadow covers the island in darkness before an explosion of power explodes, knocking me and the Viper to the ground. Grandpa Ryatt appears in silence, his face set in determination as he wields the Shadowsword, it’s hilt inlaid with gems glowing bright, and swings, metal singing as it splits the air around us into pieces.

More lights shot towards the doorway as another one of his spheres reached it, and he grinned. "That should keep them busy a moment," he said, letting go of her arm, "Wait here, just a tick." Lukas held her arm firmly, pulling her into a crouch, behind some crates, as they heard muffled cries and thuds, before silence. Alex appeared beside them again, carrying a large, odd looking projectile weapon.

He placed the box in front of me and without another word, walked out of the mansion. I held my beating chest and closed my eyes while doing some breathwork. When I opened my eyes, my mind felt more stable. My hands reached for the box and I pulled it closer towards me and opened the box only to see that sword. Sliver and tiny with sharp edges yet it was short, could easily be mistaken for a knife. So Emerett was saying that I either had the choice to disappear from this world by my own sword or fight. I was going to choose the latter, at least for now. Regardless of the situation.

She was still holding the sword with the blood of the Lycan dripping off it. As the silver wolf slowly turned, Emma felt a chill run down her spine. Her heart was pounding in her chest, and she felt her hands trembling as she held onto the silver sword. The wolf stared at her, its blue eyes shining in the dim light as it snarled, and for a moment, it seemed like it was going to pounce.