The Unseen Blade Is The Deadliest Novels & Stories

Fighting throngs of them in human form is Thor's specialty. Before I abandon the car, I open the glove compartment and bring out the serrated edge karambit knife I took from Uncle Knox's workshop. The karambit is a perfect knife for silent killing. It can slice deep into flesh with ease and the curved and serrated edges on the silver blade make it a deadly and dangerous weapon that can hook and snag at sensitive organs like the intestine, making the person suffer a slow and painful death.

"Darling, are you sure you want to fight two at once? They're armed, and the blades are razor-sharp—one misstep, and you'll be bleeding. You're unarmed. This is dangerous." Andrew stood motionless, his gaze fixed ahead. "It's fine. Let's go." Without hesitation, Natasha gave the order. "Do as Mr. Lloyd says!" Still, she kept a close watch, ready to call off the fight at any moment. Aspen secretly hoped that one wrong move would lead to these two swordsmen cutting Andrew down. That would be true justice. With two loud shouts, the men charged, swinging their blades at Andrew from both sides. Long blades were among the deadliest weapons in combat, designed to kill swiftly. In an instant, Andrew

Fate had delivered his moment. He turned, leaving Aliyah with his assassins and walked forward, slowly and confidently. His black ring shimmered. He touched it, and from the void, a blade formed. Not a normal blade, it has no steel, no edge to be seen. It was a shadow given form, its surface rippling like smoke caught in a storm. It pulsed with an otherworldly weight, a weapon meant for one purpose only. A blade to be wielded once… then vanish forever.

Blade forgot the deer. He turned and stalked toward the new thing. The weak, wounded thing that smelled of enemy. The rage had a new target. He loomed over her, a giant of shadow and fangs. The girl looked up, her face pale with pain and terror. She didn’t scream. She just whimpered again, her voice a broken thread. “P-please… don’t… help me…” *Kill her, * Blade’s thought was a dark pulse. *She smells of them. Kill her and howl our pain to the moon.*

Blood darkens his fur. He doesn’t make a sound. The cut doesn’t slow him. I duck under a snapping jaw and roll, coming up on one knee with my second blade already up. I strike again. Deeper. Cleaner. This is familiar. The burn in my arms. The narrowing of my vision. The way the rest of the world drops out when my body remembers what it’s for.

“Yeah. I – I got stabbed. I think the dickhead may have punctured my lung.” That was the last thing she remembered before the lurking, creeping shadows rushed in fast and furious. She fell hard into the raging blackness that just washed over her, washed her away.

She followed closely behind him and the two disappeared into the forest. "Did you notice?" Weaver asked and Alex nodded. "Her brother is blind. That's probably why she thought it best to talk it out." Alex said and Weaver nodded. "Don't tell the others about the male being blind. It'll provoke some of the others to try and run him off." Alex said and Weaver nodded in understanding. "I'll take a group to start setting up markers upon our new territory." Wever said and Alex nodded wondering how someone who couldn't see had survived this long. He had help from his sister but he didn't seem to rely on her. . . .

I smiled a little and sat back in my place. "Now, I think I should tell you something before whatever you wanna say." I frowned at her sudden personality change. "What is it?" "The knife, the only weapon that can be used against Blade have a disadvantage just like I thought." She replied with a worried face. "What?" Uncertainty was filled in my voice, I didn't know if I wanted to know this or not. "Whoever uses that weapon has to die with Blade, so the person who will kill the monster will be calling his death too." It was like a big mountain blocking my way to my destination, stopping me from reaching where I wanted to go.

I bristle and Blade responded with a chuckle. "No need to worry sweetling, I only saw these two but now I'm itching to know what else you've been hiding," he adds mischievously. "Give me two reasons why I shouldn't kill you?" I almost shout. Blade smirked and replied off the top of his head, "number one, if you do you may never find your cellphone and number two," he pauses staring at me. "What's number two!" I hiss. "If you kill me, it'd be a total waste."

Zitrey just glared at him and went inside. Matt, seeing how far the distance between them, but she easily closed it by split of seconds, then rubbing his neck and feeling the pain, he had thought, “She was still young, yet have extra-ordinary skills and killing intent. Doesn’t feel pain. Truly a masterpiece of the Dark Moon. A perfect killing machine, that’s why they don’t want to let her go. However, if she won’t go back, those geezer thought its just best to kill her before she will turn her back and come against them. Crimson Blade is the double blade that they raised, and might come to their head. The key to annihilate those bastards Dark Moon.”