Sword Oratoria Novels & Stories

“The threat is gone?” “The main force is entombed,” Valerius confirmed, his gaze on the still-smoking scar on the mountain. “But the Wheel is a hydra. Cut off one head, others will be stirring in the shadows. And we have made a powerful enemy today beyond the fanatics.” He nodded toward the east, where Gryffen’s lands lay. “He will hear of this. He will call it an atrocity, a reckless endangerment of the kingdom by barbaric methods. He will use it to turn the other eastern lords against us, and against the crown for siding with us.”

Orion answered quietly. “He’s stronger.” “What?” “The collar doesn’t just enslave.” “It amplifies.” “Every warrior wearing one fights beyond their natural limits.” Vaelor blocked another attack. Then another. Each blow shook the valley. Yet he never counterattacked. He only defended. Kael frowned. “Why isn’t he fighting back?” Orion lowered his eyes. “Because that’s his grandson.” ⸻ Lucian drew the Sword of Valerius. “I’m ending this.” He surged forward.

A familiar voice echoed through the realm. Not from the Heart. Not from the shadows. From somewhere far beyond. "Emilia..." I knew that voice. Solarius. A beam of white light pierced the gray sky. Within it floated the white feather he had left behind. It circled above us before dissolving into countless glowing fragments. The fragments entered our weapons. The Sword of Eclipse shone brighter than ever before. Wesley's blade blazed with brilliant golden light. The false versions hesitated. For the first time...

Without hesitation, Aurora grabbed Arielle's hands and dragged her to where Arnold was, Arielle couldn’t resist because she was too weak and her strength had long betrayed her. Arnold attached the crystal to the sword and raised it, the sword started flaming. The wind began to stir and Arnold began to chant By the moon’s light and ancient sword I now summon hidden power Stone and sword, joined by blood, Let fate be fulfilled, let my will be done. Arnold immediately plunged the sacred sword into her chest, and the sharp metal pierced into her heart. He twisted the blade cruelly and her blood pooled on the floor as its metallic scent lingered in the air.

"I’m not going to make the same mistake as before.” David drew his sword, its silver shimmering like moonlight on water. It glowed in the night. People gasped, and Oren’s gaze followed the sword almost warily. "And I will not make the same mistake my ancestor did," he vowed, his voice low and steely. "I invoke the whispers of the earth, the silence of the stars, and the very heart of the universe in this oath. For all you have done, the stars will judge my sword fair, and the moon will never deign to shine on the spot where I felled you."

If it would have been a normal sword, it would not be able to do anything to harm him but that sword of his was laced with a special and powerful kind of spell for ending and protection against any kind of diabolic and mystical powers. "What were you doing here in my territory?" He questioned him. In reply, the couple heard the warlock groaning in extreme amounts of pain before his eyes snapped towards them. Charcoal tears were rolling down from his darkened eyes which were penetrating deeper inside their souls. Aria clutched her mate's hands tightly as soon as she saw his inky eyes gazing at her belly. Slade gritted his teeth before placing his the tip of his sword at his neck "What were yo

The war raged on, a battle of power and soul, each stroke striking like a crescendo amid the storm. My trembling palm clutched Xavier's sword, a relic of power that pulsed with an energy I didn't understand. The blade became an extension of my will as the Demon leaped at me with murderous intent. The sword clashed with its opponent's blade in a dance of survival, each strike mirroring the ferocious struggle for power.

In the blink of an eye, he raised his sword in the air, flicked his wrist and the blade of the sword transformed into a whip, covered in fragments of his blade. Forged from stardust and tears of a grieving Light Oracle, this sword is highly sought after throughout the galaxy. "DON'T look into their eyes!" He bellowed, "GO for their necks!!" The Alpha King pulled his arm back and thrust it forward, catching two Orakcilar's with his whip at once. He sprang over the two Orakcilar's he had captured and clicked the little button on the brown leather-strapped handle. The whip began to rotate in a spiral shape, pushing the Orakcilar's heads together and slicing into their necks like butter.

We all said in unison. He lets out a heavy breath. “We have two oracles in our pack that just recently came in to their powers. They have told me they have seen an impending war coming our way. They can’t tell me why or when it’s starting let alone who is behind it. If anything, I think that is the reason behind the breach today.” “Why didn’t you tell us this sooner?” Asked Sean, the lead warrior. “I planned on it but I wanted to talk to them a little more first but things came up and I wasn’t able to.”

She could merely tightenher hug towards her beloved Brother Vir’s gigantic blue body. “Stop that disgusting romance and intimacy in front of me! I loathe it! I detest it! Get this! Die and just go to hell!” screamed King Richard Orlando Lie with his extremely high tenor voice tune. King Richard Orlando Lie emitted his red yellowish power again. The red orpiment changed to numerous swords, knives and daggers. The numerous swords, knives and daggers were seen whizzing and whooshing so quickly and undetectably towards Virando and Sumico.