Sword Of Justice Novels & Stories

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

The sword was currently his friend, and he wouldn't make it his enemy just because he didn't manage to hold it correctly. 'I really need to train using real weapons. I still don't know which should I use though. Sword or thievery weapons like wires and knives...' Jai thought as he examined the sword's blade, finding small faint cuts every where on its surface. The hilt wasn't made of wood. There was a small layer of iron on it, which was why Jai was able to channel his thunder into it and deal a great amount of damage to the gorilla beast before. That was also why Jai was cautious when Kasuga was trying to pull it out of the Gori-gori's mouth, afraid that the soldier would get electrocuted a

They had all gathered to discuss yesterdays events. Sorin tiredly plopped himself into grass , his shoulders aching from the fight he had fought yesterday. Since he always wore a mask during the fight , his face didn't get hurt or had any bruises but his body suffered because of that. Often aching and filled with bruises he got from the fists of the fighters aimed right at his bare body. "Did you talk to her?" Elijiah asked. "Yes, I talked to her and I warned her not to open her mouth" Sorin answered.

COME FORTH HOLY SWORD COVENANT! *A white-blue striped colored swords comes out at Elaine's hands* Haha, haha! So that's why you called the sword saint, then let me show you mine as will, COME FORTH SWORD AT THE THRONE OF THE GOD OF ZERONITY I CALL UPON YOU THE GOD OF ZERONITY TO COME TO ME AND LET ME USE YOU HEAVENLY GOD SWORD EXDILDURAL! *Then a white-golden cloud appeared out of nowhere there the sword exdildural come out at the clouds and going towards taso's direction then taso grabs the sword and taso said*

{System Booting… 3% 45% 79% 100% Welcome to The 'Villainess Justice System'} A robotic voice thundered loudly across the area, announcing its presence. "Nnngh...Shut it….Shut it now!" The once stark figure from which the dark energy was absorbed from, seemed to have life as it yelled in a domineering tone with its gaze on the white floor. "Noisy." It muttered. Resulting from dark matter being taken away from it, the figure now appeared to be a woman. She possessed long dark, flowing hair with the top part tied into a bun with a blue feathered ribbon. Holding a sword dripping with fresh blood, her whole body was also drenched in another person's blood, possibly a victim as her body harboured

An invisible sword intent radiated from his body, startling the surrounding maple leaves into scattering, revealing a clear space on the ground. "Since you refuse to drink the wine of respect, you'll have to drink the wine of punishment." Isaiah's voice was as cold as ice. "Since you won't apologize, I'll have to seek justice for the Palmer family and send you on your way. In your next life, choose more wisely." As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand. With a slight movement of his fingertips, a fierce sword intent instantly condensed and surged toward Amelia. Amelia's eyes narrowed. Although Jalen was nothing special, this young man before her truly deserved to be called a genius—so young, y

She almost lost her balance, but she recovered from the fall immediately. “I see you cannot keep up Cristina. Why don’t you just quit now?” (Cling, Clang) All you hear is the sound of our swords hitting against one another. “I will never surrender Juju!” “Then prepare yourself to lose.” I swung the sword and with the tip of the blade, I pierced the side of her waist… “Argh”…. Cristina wailed from the pain she was feeling. The sword is dipped in Mercury. She gathered all her strength because I just weakened her.

On the pavilion floor lay a sword carved with a dragon, and standing on it was the man who had shouted. He stooped slightly, breath ragged; his eyes were bloodshot, bulging as if they might pop from their sockets. Through gritted teeth he thought, 'Xiu Jian is a damned wretch! I can’t even burn his sword!' Indeed, the trembling, furious man was Huang Fu, and the blade beneath his boot was the Sacred Dragon Sword. He had tried to set the sword aflame—yet not only did the flames refuse to take, the fuel he poured seemed to be absorbed and vanished, drying as if swallowed by the metal itself.

His jaw tightened, a muscle twitching at the corner of his mouth. The hint of respect I’d glimpsed had vanished, replaced by a glacial determination. He took a slow step towards me, his gaze never leaving mine, and for a terrifying moment, I thought he might lash out. But instead, his hand, the one that had traced my jaw so gently, rose again. This time, it didn’t stop at my lips. It cupped my cheek, his thumb stroking the skin just below my eye. "You are a fire, Justice," he conceded, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through me. "And I am the storm that will either consume you, or learn to dance with you. But make no mistake, you are mine to weather."

Even if they would still respond if the master only used their energy. Rion's sword was named Zephyr. The 'gentle breeze', even though the attack was not anything gentle at all. It was always deadly, but with the minimum wound. This is how Rion could show a little compassion to those who fell as his enemies. A quick, merciful death.