Skull With Sword Through It Novels & Stories

Two broadswords that were spinning in the air suddenly came to a halt. One blade shot straight toward Terry's skull, while the other sliced horizontally toward Randall's waist. Whoosh! A flash of sword light followed! A thin, thread-like blood appeared on Terry's forehead and extended downward. After it passed through the neck, the clothes on his chest split open with an unnaturally smooth cut. The bloodstain deepened and it quickly turned into a fissure. Before the horrified eyes of the onlookers, Terry's body split vertically. It looked like a carcass being butchered into two halves.

“Let’s just try to find our way from here.” But it was like he didn’t hear me at all. He climbed up onto the porch. “Hey, man, say something at least! What, did you fall asleep or what?” He stepped closer and tugged the hood down — and I couldn’t hold back a scream of horror. Konstantin himself jumped back in shock. Under the hood was a skull — a human skull — tilted slightly to the side. “Holy shit…” he muttered under his breath, stepping back. I clapped a trembling hand over my mouth, trying not to sob.

She tiptoed towards him, leaned forward and looked over his shoulder and gasped in fright, breaking his concentration. He quickly spun round and hugged her face to his chest to stop her from seeing the ghastly sight before them but it was too late. She had already seen it. A skeleton with bits of clothing on it in tatters and a huge part of it's skull missing. On it ring finger, it wore a gold ring with De Luca written on it.

It was a tall man dressed entirely in black, and although Darius wasn’t positive, based off of what little light was available to him, he thought he was able to make out dark brown hair poking out from beneath a black hood. Without warning or a second thought, he quickly rolled over and sprang to his feet, drawing his sword and pointing it forward. He expected the enemy to attempt to run away or attack, but he never expected for the assailant to lunge forward with a powerful swing of the sword straight towards his head. The sharp metal blade pierced straight through his helmet with ease and embedded itself firmly in his skull. A scream left his lips as another pain shot through his entire bo

I threw the sword, and it went rolling end over end, slicing off the head of the skeleton and shattering it to pieces. I grabbed hold of a skeleton rapier's hand, twisted it backwards, and I could hear the sound of bone cracking. I transformed my hand into a huge boulder and then used it to knock its head off. It went scattered. I swashed aside, then jumped and kicked a skeleton on the chest, and the bone went crashing due to the force. I stretched my hand, and the sword appeared back in my hand. I jumped in the air and planted my two feet on two skeletons' chests, and their bones cracked. Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see the squirrel cat biting one skeleton. It was jumping from one

" There must be a loophole, there is always one " " There may be one " " What is it ? " Celea asked exited to finally get to hear the answer to the question she always wanted to know " Your father's sword " " Do you mean the one he stabbed my father with ? " Celea asked referring to when the devil had stabbed her father right in front of her at the war " No, there is another one " " So where can I find it ? " " When the sun and moon will meet again, you will know the answer "

It’s a male figure in torn blue jeans and a green jersey. The entire top of the cranium is open. I’m faced with the sight of the person’s empty skull. Underneath the red blood is a hint of red hair. “Richard!” I scream, placing my hands over my mouth. “No, no, please no.” Victoria steps into view, the glaring lab lights behind her head, so her face is dark. “I told you I needed him.”

I was running through the warzone trying to get to where they were I feel like I need to see who that man is, it's the most important, I run up through the brushes and climb the rock to get to where they are and just as I was closing in on them, a sword, a long Golden sword pierces through the man, right through his heart. With that all the creatures scream and screech as though feeling his pain, feeling him slowly die, the women who stood before him topple over and it's then I see they have one foot and one hoof, what on earth is that?

I I leaned back just in time as the blade whirred past me, barely grazing the tips of my hair. I straightened my back as he attacked me aggressively, swinging the blade left and right, as he kept moving forward. The hilt was red in color while the pommel was round and black in color. On the blade, near the base, I saw an insignia- a skull. “The shadow assassins” I thought as I looked at the sword and the black masked man. He seemed to let out a growl as he lunged at me again. I ducked again and yelled,

The skeleton held the sword in his right hand and roared. Buzz. Hong! An astonishing scene appeared. At this moment, the mottled rusted sword burst out dazzling light. In an instant, the cyan and white light came out and turned into a Nine-Foot giant sword. The light of the giant sword extended along the hilt to the arm bones of the skeleton. At first glance, the giant sword seemed to be integrated with the skeleton. The giant sword was the extension of the skeleton. The giant sword did not move, but the flat ground had rolled up a hurricane.