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Everyone was surprised that a ten-year-old kid holding a peculiar hammer was able to discharge such a horrifying gush of power. What kind of a Grand Weapon was it? Ambrose slowly landed under everyone’s gaze and stared at Megan. "Is this all what the Emei Sect has? Just tell me quickly! Where has Eira gone?" "You’re crossing the line! I’ll teach you a lesson today!" Megan trembled in anger as her toes tapped the ground and she drew out her longsword before thrusting forward at Ambrose!

The drow squirmed in pain and Minos swung the handle of his sword and smacked it's pommel right into the drow's temple. The drow staggered back before dropping and kneeling. Minos then grabbed his head and smashed it on his knee. Feeling groggy, the tall draw struggled to stay upright. Minos kicked his sword arm and his blade fell, clattering away across the floor. "See, now I'm taller than you." Minos said. He raised his blade up, ready to thrust it's pointy end down on his opponent's shoulder blade when he felt something tugged on his belt. Minos failed to notice the drow pull out Rei's dagger from his waist, and all his eyes managed to see was him using it to stab his thigh.

There is a story of knightly adventure and daring which explains why the name of the sword was changed from that of Murakumo to Kasanagi, which means grass clearing. Once, many, many years ago, there was born a son to the Emperor Keiko, the 112th in descent from the great Jimmu, the founder of the Merhen dynasty. This Prince was the second son of the Emperor Keiko, and he was named Yamato. From his childhood he proved himself to be of remarkable strength, wisdom and courage, and his father noticed with pride that he gave promIteof great things, and he loved him even more than he did his elder son.

The king said, calling the names of each of the utmost exalted elders present starting with those on the right hand part of the table to those on the left hand part and lastly the one at the far edge. “Your majesty, my stance remains the same either as an official or personally, that glass-eyed monster must be killed before he becomes strong and destroys us all.” White-haired predator said with a slight bow but Sword-saint predator instantly grew mad as he slammed his hand on the table “My grandson is not a monster.” He yelled in rage “Sword-saint, you aren’t thinking things through, you’re letting your emotion cloud your judgment.” Steel-Fist Predator said calmly but mocked him internally

] "Ready... They all took their swords out. Rag activated his blood soldiers. Pajim's has thunder power. Gicep has a black sword of fire. Gifud has the power of creating illusions. His illusions cause the opponent to go all out with a fake person apparently looking like him, and after they get completely exhausted. Gifud finishes them with a blow.

he said raising it and shoving it back into the sheath, he walked out of his room and Regal followed. Regal stood behind Raymond, his hands clutched at his back, as Raymond addressed the recruits with grace like he didn't have a big painful wound at his back, eating him up. Regal heart was heavy, but with his chin raised high, he watched the new recruit, yell "to victory" while raising their swords. Whatdo I feell? You wouldn't want to know, but at least I knew, even those who I thought were blessed by fate, also had their problem.

The look on Slate’s face said it all as Nya stood there with the Heart of Magic tight in her fist. The soldiers’ faces told her that they recognized that it was too late, that they had let the magical gem fall into enemy hands. One of the soldiers held a sword to Slate’s throat, his hands trembling. Nya hadn’t even realized that he was under their control until the tip of the sword pierced his skin, and a tiny droplet of blood rolled down the edge.

’ everybody assumed impatiently. Tension of the crowd was aroused in alarm, their hearts raced with unwelcoming anticipation. Finally, a figure emerged from the huge waves as a victor, the sword of Eryndor– Eryndor, exhausted but triumphant, his Conch shell still clutched in his hand.

"You wish to steal something?" "If I hold onto my halberd, it's what I want for a boon." I can see sparks of silver flash in his blue eyes. He's excited. I have my old dragon back. Then, he tries to kill me. Or at least it feels like it. I fall and roll before he brings his much larger halberd down. Sweat drips down my back and between my breasts. The weapons are sharp. I know he wouldn't mean to hurt me, but I know it can happen. I focus on his legs and belly. The muscles in both bunch immediately before he strikes. He said I had to hold on. He didn't say I couldn't cheat.

I appreciate how worried you are, but I am no queen and powerless if I don’t join in the battle. Cadmus just sighed. "I’m sorry for Taurus' reckless act, your majesty," he bowed down. "If you, please excuse us, we need to prepare and discuss some loopholes that can destroy the barrier of the palace." Emily nodded her head. She just watched them walk away from the function hall. Emily heaved a sigh and sat down. She examined her palms, questioning her worth about the power bestowed upon her by the Moon Goddess. Suddenly, a light appeared in her palm. She played with it but was interrupted by the Beta.