Sword Uramasa Novels & Stories

At that moment, a Sword Light appeared behind him. The Ursa was unafraid. He ignored the Sword Light and continued to pursue Quiomars. Matthias tried to lend Quiomars a helping hand. However, the Ursa paid no heed to him. Even as the Sword Light struck the Ursa, his aura had formed a shapeless protective barrier around him, shielding him from harm. “Die!” The Ursa’s eyes bulged, and his expression was solemn. The spear in his hand grew in size until it became a gigantic spear. The spear radiated a devastating power and charged toward Quiomars below, who was severely injured.

Boro and Mika stood in the sand circle as the two finalists. The animosity between the two was so thick in the air it was almost palpable. Boro stood in the ready form, Crane In The Water, standing perfectly balanced on one leg, his sword held out before him. Mika stood in a form that Boro didn't recognize. Boro prided himself on knowing all the forms of classical, and modern, sword art, the fact he didn't recognize this one was puzzling.

“You’re not meant to be Alpha Ryu.” An outburst of laughter erupted behind me. It was Ryu, and he was hideous, with blood rolling out of his eyes and a silver sword in his hands. I suppose someone had given it to him while Kyle was busy speaking. “I slashed your hand, and you think you’ll survive my sword aura?” He chuckled, his hands on the handle as he swung it towards Kyle. I felt the heat as the air from the blade moved towards Kyle. “So this is Sword Aura.” I murmured, “Is he an elemental?”