Swords Quotes Novels & Stories

He knew himself that he cant buy a good sword as he have to buy body tempering technique too with this little amount of money. As he tried to pick a sword he saw a beautiful black sword in the corner of rack, Theo mesmerized and uttered," what a beautiful black sword", suddenly from back he heard the word," isn't it beautiful, to sad the cultivator from whom i got the sword told me that this sword cannot cut anything, its dull sword". Suddenly as if deciding something Theo decide that he will take that sword. Theo walked out of the blacksmith shop shouting," Thank you, old man jiang"

Swoosh! Jay immediately drew his sword and pointed the edge at Caspian. The sword in Jay's hand had lines on its surface, and it looked like a lightning inscription. The sword light was unsheathed, and it quickly made everyone present feel pressured as if a thick black cloud pressed the top of their head, and there was a constant sound of muffled thunder.

"Battle raged on across the continent, until finally, Markelus faced off with Eon. He drove his sword to the tyrant's heart, and killed him. Henceforth he became known as the Godslayer, and his weapon, the-" "Sword of the Godslayer." Minos swung his arms sidewards, like a musician that just delivered a heartwarming ballad. "So you're not really after my father, you're after the sword." "Yes." "You could have just said that." "Where's the fun in that?" "The only one who had fun in this room was you." Cassana glanced at Rei, who gave her an affirmative nod. "I hope you're not planning to be a bard, because you are terrible at it."

Note: The sentences inside the parentheses would be their thoughts. "The island is quite big," Zachary said. He was pointing at the island using his huge sword. His sword was long and large that has an orange glow every time he swings his sword. Spiky vines and leaves were wrapped around the bottom of his sword that looks ferocious. "Hmm, I thought you are going to practice your archery?" Soheila asked as she looked at Zachary's sword. Hector, Maximo, and Ezekiel were beside Zachary, their swords were well kept on the side of their pants.

​The sight of her blood broke me faster than any army ever could. ​I opened my hand. ​The heavy silver broadsword hit the mud with a dull, defeated thud.

A rich cruel laugh that rumbled off his chest, vibrating into my pulsing heart. His eyes settled back on mine and he huffed out a laugh. “Give me a reason why you shouldn’t be killed?” “Because I don’t deserve to be killed!” I snapped. His eyes wandered to my blood-stained hands, his lips lifting in a smile before he returned his gaze to my face. “And that person deserves to be killed?” My heart stopped. “Those who live by the sword, die by the sword, Hitchcock. Haven’t you heard of that saying?”

Therefore, usually a sword spirit only had one owner and vice versa. "Where is your sword?" Ludriev asked. "Ah, I leave it in my house. I don't need to carry it around in our own home, do I?" "Yes, you do. What if there's an attack? You are too reckless." "Didn't I have the strongest sword master with me right now? Who would have the gut or is foolish enough to attack?" Ludriev used the hilt of her sword to jab him. "Stop that." "Yeah, ok." Rion grimaced in pain and rubbed his side. "But the name Goddess of War really suits you. Honest!"

I say, squeezing my fist as I speak. “Whores to the king of Orizon!” “The one whose sword has never faltered, whose shield has never wavered. With each swing of his blade, he carves through the ranks of his enemies, a beacon of strength and courage. His valor knows no bounds, resolve is unyielding in the face of adversity!”

Hayden was standing in front of the glass box. In the glass box was a sword in a white colored scabbard. A name was written on the glass in silver letters. "Adiuvat Talwar'' (The brave sword). I opened the glass top. I held the sword by the hilt and took it out, examining it. It fitted my palm. I raised it and it felt like a feather in my hand, not like other weapons that are heavy. I removed the white scabbard that slid off without any resistance. The gleam of the silver weapon left me astounded. I looked carefully to see latin words carved on the silver blade. Hayden stood beside me reading it. He was familiar with latin. "Solum adiuvat iustum, et de anima James'' (Only for the brave and j

Look at me, he said I did look into those blue eyes of his; Blazing hell, darn he was a God . Don't let the words of your enemies get into you, do not give them your fears. They are only worriors, don't let their words shape who you become. I lifted the sword this time, I imagined every word that has ever hurt me, every one that pushed me down and every voice that told me I was nothing. I swung. The sword sliced into the air more smoothly, I almost smiled. Roshan. Nodded again, slower like he was actually impressed.