Novel & Cerita Sword Oratoria

His senses on high alert as he hesitantly leaned over the doorframe to see a tall figure with black hair dancing around in the Kitchen with weird steps. His eyebrows furrowed as he took in the dressing of this supposed churail, she was dressed in a pair of plazo pants and a sweatshirt. She turned around and started screaming upon seeing him. At once he knew this was no churail, only person had a voice this horrible in tht family and that was Zoya. He doubted if her horrible voice had scared the actual jinns away or not. He rolled his eyes but when her screams turned into full blown curses, he took hurried steps to shut her mouth with his hand before she could wake everyone up.

The sword seemed to resonate with his touch, as if aware of the consequences that lay ahead. With a determined resolve, Rico raised the sword, its blade shimmering in eerie, otherworldly light. He whispered incantations long buried in the annals of time, and the room seemed to vibrate with an ominous energy. The world outside began to ripple, and then, with an almost deafening crescendo, it froze.

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*

I yelled, wishing someone would hear me above the sounds of the orchestra playing below. “The truth is coming. You cannot run away from it” he repeated like a prayer and pulled me to himself. As I dragged across the floor. I gripped the dresser firmly that he increased his effort to match my resistance and pulled both myself and the dresser. When the furniture was far enough from the wall due to my grip, the sword behind landed with a clang to it. The wooden frame was not strong enough. I needed something else. In a second, I picked the stool I had been sitting in a while ago and lifted it as high as I could before throwing it against his hands.

“Yearnings of the past lie in memories, but yearnings of the present are boundless. The first blade: the thoughts of longing!” “Endless time comes to an end, but this regret endures forevermore. The second blade: the pain of separation!” ... Norvin wielded the sword while reciting the blade’s key principles. His voice was clear and precise, and his actions were swift and sharp. In just ten seconds, seven astonishing sword energies enveloped Andrius from various angles. The sword energy surged like a wave, rapidly approaching. Killing intent howled in the biting cold wind.

The man with the long sword ran to him as quickly as he could and was forcing his sword to stab the neck of the man in front of him. Lixien stepped up and took the sword he was resolute in holding using her power and she held it blade with her index finger and middle finger. The sword shook and the blade crumbled into pieces. Suddenly, in the middle of the commotion, the soldiers who didn’t sense her presence, kneeled and shouted. “May you live in longevity and may the god bless you, Your Majesty; the Empress.”

An art where you can perform magic with a sword. *Dragon's scale-- a sword magic which makes the owner sword to harden like of a dragon scale and passively reflected the object it touches to where it came from in a tenth fold speed* The arrows reflected speed became quicker than to the speed it has before. Sword arth, eleventh form; roar of the Lion!" *roar of the Lion-- a sword magic which the sword produces a very thin yet sharpened waves of sound in a cyclone formed horizontally.*

As he held the white longsword, it trembled, and unspeakable power welled within it. This was the First Tone of the Chaos’ Nine Voices. Wyot had completely comprehended all the Chaos’ Nine Voices and was now able to wield them using his sword. A dreadful sound echoed in the area, and sound waves converged, forming a dazzling Sword Energy that surged toward Soren. Soren’s expression turned serious. He did not know what this move was, but he could sense the terrifying power it contained. Instead of evading, he chose to face it head-on. His fist radiated with white light as he struck, and an illusory shadow of his fist appeared. It collided with the sonic Sword Energy.

she said softly, “Liora prepared this for you. She asked me to give it to you and to send her greetings.” Rexor’s eyes widened as he carefully took the gift. It was a finely made miniature sword, its hilt engraved with delicate patterns, and the blade polished to a mirror-like shine. The craftsmanship was impeccable, and yet what struck him most was the thought behind it—the memory of long afternoons spent training his children in the garden, teaching them not just skill but patience, discipline, and honor.

bet you come more on the way," the soldier performed what the commander told him, Set "swords are made with oricalco, right," Almir "not all in Yes, they only have a little metal of oricalco, let's say a pure arrowhead, they pull out with alloy about 40 swords or axes, it's very little, everything else is skill," all the soldiers Present they enlisted, the wall gave way, crossbows and archers began to fire, the soldiers separated into 7 groups of 4 soldiers to face the orcs, one of 5; the other 14 in 2 groups to attack the ogres, those are the archers and crossbows, don't spend arrows on the orcs," that was the distribution, they all fought with everything they had, Set , Had a super arche