Sword 10 Novels & Stories

*Whoosh* Swift Indigo wasted no time. Once she heard the words indicating the start of the match, she sprang right into action. Her slim sword was as elegant as its owner, and the slightly blue color of its blade gave it a sort of surreal effect as it wove through the air like a needle. Its owner and the weaver, Swift Indigo, was like a skilled seamstress, as her sword gently pushed towards Black Hand.

Yman chose the sword that about 2 feet in length. It was laying beside the silver shortsword. The name of the sword was Gladius. It has a double edge. It wasn't too short and wasn't long at the same time. It cost 350 GP only. Much cheaper than the silver shortsword. And had an additional attack of +15, much lower compared to the shortsword.

Like the bow, it could likely be exchanged for a significant number of grace points. Engrossed in studying the formation earlier that morning, Wilbur had momentarily forgotten about the sword. Now, he threw it into the Dragon's altar. A pale white flame surged, quickly refining the black sword into grace points. When Wilbur saw the amount of grave points displayed on the screen, his eyes lit up with excitement. Just as he had anticipated, this black sword was indeed comparable to the Bloodism Bow, granting him ten thousand grace points. To put it into perspective, most artifacts containing special energies only provided a few hundred grace points, which was already considered high. But this