Strawberry Jam Sword Novels & Stories

The branch was sliced cleanly in half before the severed pieces even reached the ground. "So sharp..." Darren muttered in amazement. At that moment, Ivy walked over carrying a basket filled with freshly harvested strawberries. "You're here. Good morning," Darren greeted enthusiastically. "The saber is ready." "Good morning," Ivy replied with a smile. She placed the basket on the ground before accepting the weapon from him. Without hesitation, she casually swung the saber toward a thick wooden post nearby. Whoosh! The blade cut through the post as though it were paper. A second later, the upper half of the post slid off and crashed heavily onto the ground.

Richard had a massive smile on his face for days. Fitness was only a small part of her training. Richard taught her the basics of sword fighting. She could now block, attack and even sometimes hit Richard in practice. Her favourite was sword was the Rapier, a long, light sharp sword. It was quick to move around and it suited Jamie’s personality. But, Richard had demanded that she learned the slash-oriented such as the Broad Sword. Richard expertly showed in one session, that the Rapier’s weakness was when an opponent got past its point. Jamie could hardly say “Well, your 8 pack is distracting me a lot!” Every time Richard got close to her to show a new move, she had to hold her breath to sto

The sword was magnificent. I lifted it from the ground and cradled it in my hands, marvelling at the strange patterns which ran up the blade on the one side and wrapped itself around the black leather hilt. Flipping it over, revealed a rose which had been etched into the blade – its stem reaching upward from the tip to the blooming bud just before the hilt. I’m sure that the entire sword weighed less than a feather. “Callista! There you are.” Warrick grumbled as he came up beside me.

Harvey slowly pulled out the sword that Yona Lynch presented to him in the middle of his speech. Along with the sound of a loud clang, the Island Nation longsword that looked like the Muramasa was then split in half when Harvey swung his sword. Red liquid with a foul smell seeped out from the sword’s wooden hilt. Harvey grabbed a torch and threw it right at the Muramasa. Dark smoke started swirling everywhere at the next moment. At the same time, a wooden badge suddenly shattered into pieces inside a shrine on top of Mount Fuji from the Island Nations.

I turned to look at Ethan, who was smiling placidly at both of us. “That’s right!” I said. “I was thinking we could go to Samurai Sizzle, the teppanyaki place? You know, where they cook the food in front of you? I think they even chop up watermelons with a samurai sword sometimes.” “It’s called a katana,” Ethan signed. His eyes were sparkling. “The samurai sword. And they do pineapples too. It’s a whole samurai fruit salad.” Emma giggled and I laughed out loud. There was just something funny about a samurai fruit salad.

a woman’s voice rasped into the room. Seeing the crux beast slowly closing the distance between them, Rex spotted a display case with a sword resting on a stand. It had a fancy pommel and hand guard that deemed the sword purely for decoration with an absurdly large fat blade, but he hoped with enough force he could still inflict enough pain onto the crux beast to make it think twice about attacking him.

‘What’s wrong with me this time? ‘Yeah right, besides that how that thing pulled me here? Anyway, I need to take it down soon. That devil must be really strong’ ’Okay, I will do this quickly so I can return to Aahva and go home.’ Abelard’s mainstay sword comes out of its scabbard. The scabbard is pitch black without any decoration, the hilt was carved with a unique horizontal engraving shaped like interlocking letters. There is a red jewel between the hilt of the sword and the sword. At the edges of the blade, it is very sharp and bluish silver, while the middle is gold and, when exposed to the moonlight, can emit a sparkling light.

Alexis mumbled at last, placing the dress right on her bed. Alexis now switches to the rectangular box and the big box there. Alexis decided to open the big box first. When Alexis opened the box, she was struck by a hammer and a peg which were both made of heavy iron. Alexis was horrified by that, then put it back in the box. Alexis turned to the rectangular box, and opened it slowly. Again the contents made Alexis slightly surprised. There is a small sword with a unique and distinctive engraving on the blade. In addition, there is an ornament, a black rope that binds to the hilt of the sword. “I feel so much familiar with this sword... it is Alexandra’s sword?” muttered Alexis who quickly p

My fingers are on my chin as I crouched and looked at it. The cover or the sheath was silver with a few pints of gold, I don't understand the engravings etched on it. Because of my curiosity, I held it and released it from its sheath. Unlike other sword, its blade was bluish and silver, the handle was wood in color and the cover was glass. It was not as heavy as it look. I lifted it up and swayed it... Imagining I was a samurai fighting some bad guys. I chuckled.