Novel & Cerita Sword Draw

Medyo na-gamay ko na ang sword ko, madali lang kasi itong kontrolin. I also added a feature sa weapons ko, for the sword, I requested for it to be a necklace, tapos maa-activate siya if tatanggalin sa leeg ip-press then is-swing. For the bow naman, it's a bracelet, same activation, and lastly, the quiver with bows, ay isang hikaw.

"We don't need to go to Lin's house. Let's go to my place so I can change. This is a minor wound. I can handle it myself." Ludriev took her spirit sword she had previously put on the side of the arena, and followed him without anymore words. Spirit sword was forged in a special method for those who reached a certain level in swordsmanship. The sword was unique and believed to be sacred, as it had its own spirit, which, if it didn't feel a strong connection with the wielder, they wouldn't be able to use it. Therefore, usually a sword spirit only had one owner and vice versa.

Utilizing its extremely high speed, it quickly lunged again. The sharp claws attacked once more, but this time, Sebastian didn't dodge. Instead, he wielded his sword gracefully. The sword light, like water, faintly transformed into a silk thread, cutting through the massive claw with a crisp collision. Turning offense into defense, he neutralized the falcon's second attack. Sebastian didn't want to give the falcon another chance with its claws. Like the wind, he fully exerted his sword! With the support of the Swift Wind Sword Technique, Sebastian's sword speed was a notch faster than before, instantly slashing four times.

That time, Miles realized how Lixien went easy on Dallan when she could easily kill Dallan. The man shivered in fear but he screamed and that time, there were crossbows that came forward to them. Lixien frowned and put the man in hands of Miles before opening her fire to diminish all the bows that were coming forward. She unsheathed her real sword and fought with the bows that were endlessly running forward. Lixien frowned and with her sword, she closed her eyes and the sword let out a red with orange overbearing fire and it directly hit the whereabouts of where the bows came from. The knights, who were focused on fighting with the arrows, were still stunned to see the empress.

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

"I'm being attacked. This seems like your department." His eyes widened a fraction. For a heartbeat, I saw the calculation: the legendary Unlucky Draw, the player who'd dominated a Captain and bullied a Clerk, now standing passively before a basic hydro-kinetic strike. Then he moved. It was a blur of efficient motion. A long, sleek sword appeared in his hand from nowhere—an inventory summon. He didn't step in front of me. He simply angled his body and brought the blade down in a clean, precise arc. It intersected the water blade with a sound like a sigh, dispersing it into harmless droplets that pattered on the dirt.

Like the moment before a held breath finally releases. Kael lowered his blade slowly. The silver edge still glowed, responding to something beyond the threshold. He could feel it pulling at him, not aggressively, but insistently. Like a hand reaching out in the dark. "Don't move," Aion warned. "I'm not moving." "Your blade is." Kael looked down. The silver sword was trembling in his grip. Not violently. Almost gently. As if it recognized something on the other side. Rhydian stepped closer, golden blade drawn. "Mine too."

With a serious look on his face, he quickly took out his black long sword and slashed at the tornado of bladed energy coming at Zephyr Khan. "Extreme Universal Slash!"

Third Person's POV If his skills would improve, he could also help take some pressure off Adelaide. She picked up the last weapon. The sword had a dull, dark sheen. The hilt was made from a beast's skull, the guard was carved into a ferocious wolf's head, and the crossguard was embedded with a power-charged wolf-eye stone.

*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.