Tidal Blades Novels & Stories

Shame this was evening happening to me. Unfortunatly, Damon moved to stand beside Ethan. “These are Twisted Blade push daggers. A tri-edge blade that spirals. Also known as a cyclone blade. They insure maximum damage with little effort. When used correctly, it will increase our killing effectiveness by 10%. Your opposite will bleed out before their wolf will be able to heal them.”

No one moved. The wind howled across the ridge, carrying ice and stone, but the expedition remained frozen. Every eye was fixed on the black structure below. On the symbol that should not have been there. On the faint glow that had already begun to fade, as if the seal was breathing. Kael's hand found the hilt of his silver blade. The familiar weight grounded him. "The Twin Blades were made to open a door. A door to what?" Aion shook his head slowly. His face had gone pale. "I don't know."

"Be something that survives the blade." The magnetic seal locks. I sit in the dim light of the Faraday cage with my hand resting where his palm was, and the child's heartbeat still tuned to his frequency. The drugs are already losing ground—I can feel the silver threads pushing back against the amber weight in my veins. I reach into the bedpost and close my fingers around the Phantom Blade. The titanium needle begins to hum faintly, the silver light from my skin leaping onto the metal as though it recognizes it. He wants a weapon.

“I’m assuming you know about this?” Greg Moir skimmed the page and nodded. “Yes, Ma’am,” he admitted. Jordan tensed behind him. “The compressor blades are critical for maintaining smooth airflow and optimal pressure ratios. Even minor surface defects can disrupt the aerodynamics, leading to efficiency losses, overheating, or even blade failure—” “Two minutes,” Carrie warned.

"You lot can't swim, how are you going to—" "We don't need to swim to kill you. We have NIRL technology." He indicated with his finger and thumb. "Tiny liquidation units that will seek out your DNA in the water. Death in seconds. It may resemble a shoal of torpedoed fish that can drill through rock or any earth element to get to your species." Bobby swallowed, and Stralath smiled. "This isn't my first go around. Now… the land walking female fisheri. Where do I find her?"

There were simply too much blade energy that flowed out from the crack, causing the wave to eventually merge into a flood. “Holy sh*t!” Dillon was terrified when he saw this scene no matter how calm he usually was. The flood was formed by blade energy. How terrifying one’s strength must be in order to produce such a terrifying sword flood. Tyr was also taken aback by the sword flood that occurred right in front of his eyes. He had never seen anything like it despite having dabbled in the martial arts world for many years.

The giant metal blades spun slowly, churning the river water to filter out heavy debris before it reached the city's infrastructure. If we hit those blades, we wouldn't just drown. We would be torn to pieces. Dominic must have seen the light too. He didn't try to swim against the massive suction pulling us toward the turbine. Instead, he twisted his body in the water, dragging me with him, and jammed his tactical knife straight into a narrow gap between two concrete slabs on the pipe’s ceiling. The steel blade screeched against the stone, throwing off a brief, underwater spark before it caught.

Tidal Turbines. If 001 wanted a network, I would give her a surge. I swam through the dark, my mercury wings acting as rudders, the gold light of my eyes illuminating the skeletons of old ships and the tangled nests of "Void-Cables" that fed the Spires above. I could feel the blue frequency chasing me—a digital scent that traced the signal of the child.