Totsuka Blade And Yata Mirror Novels & Stories

He wanted to launch it at Yukina but was interrupted by one of the lycans getting past Yvere. Sabu saw the attack and while his body was facing down he shot two of the strongest wind blades he could muster at Yukina. Yukina saw the attack and skated on the ice towards the boulder. Sabu's wind blades blasted into the spot where Yukina was. She couldn't believe Sabu was still able to cast magic in his position, but she no longer cared. She raced towards the other four. She skidded past the boulder and was ready to strike down the first opponent she saw.

And Morgana was once again thankful to have her mates by her side, she couldn't imagine what the Alpha was going through right now. Takaokami held out both hands, and she watched in silence as an object began to appear, gasping softly as it slowly solidified. In her mate's hands were two blood-red katana, the blades looked lethal to touch and the Ito wraps(material around the handles) were made with a shimmery black leather that looked suspiciously like dragon scales. The saya (Sheath) that held the double katana rippled with white pearl-like designs, and as she peered closer Morgana realized those designs were actually her mate's scales embedded in the saya itself.

Hikari just accepts it. That man creates a character using a dual blade but looking at the design of the weapon, it was a different two-blade. Hikari was so weird with it but it looks cool. Hikari just creates the same weapon that he uses when he fought in a battle with Yami. When both of them were ready with it. They started their battle.

As she turned the sink’s faucet on, stuck her hands under the water (dammit if he couldn’t hear the water trickling over her hands, against the porcelain), she froze, gazing into the mirror over the sink, entranced by something only she could see. The voices in Andrew’s head kept screaming and the water from the faucet kept trickling into the sink, though the video feed made no sound . . . *** For a moment Deyquan forgot they were watching recorded footage, tempted to yell at Lizzy Tillman: Get the fuck out! Run! Freaky-ass kid’s getting closer! Get your ass out of there, now..! The video flickered. Rippling with static. The mirror’s glass melted and formed liquid hands—the best Deyquan coul

They attacked. Kale locked eyes with me. “Don’t falter!” We fought. The mirror world bent. Every blow echoed backward. My blade sang. I struck the first cultist, shadow screaming into ash. Azelia unleashed vortexes of violet light. Bianca cast waves of lunar energy. The figure from the lake raised her arms, guiding the flow of power into the dais. The weapon responded. Twin crescents merged, forging one blade aglow. I jumped toward the dais. The creature wielding it collapsed at the last cultist at my feet.

" Look as a gesture of my apology I am giving you a chance to face me squarely at a location where we will not be interrupted. What do you say? " Shelby eyed the black guy, her look searching for clues that he was trying to pull a fast one on her but she came away with only cold amusement on his face nothing else. The guy looked cocksure of his ability to defeat her and that is going to be his downfall as she doesn't plan on losing this fight. She nodded silently at him. A thrilling expression appeared on Blade's face. " Follow me, " he said and turned towards his bike. A red sleek beautiful Red Yahama YZF- R6.

Thank goddess that I had my mother's MirrorBlade necklace with me. My hands stole around my neck as I fondled the necklace mother gave me before I departed. The necklace had such energy potency to wade off any form of attack. The mirror blade was designed and given to mother by her father, who was a very strong magician before he died. I've seen what the mirror blade was capable of. It had a reflecting potency that helped duplicate your attackers thereby leaving them in a befuddled state. Once that was accomplished, the sharp tip on the neck piece was awakened. It pierces the heart of whomever it fixes its attention on. But it had to be provoked.

Flame and water struck each other with a sharp hiss. Orochi’s face twisted. “Seer.” Tsukiko pressed her bleeding palm against the black surface. The carved symbol in her skin burned violet. “Get out of my house.” The mirror exploded. Water struck the walls and ceiling. I turned, shielding Ayame as glass jars crashed from the shelves. The impact drove us both against the fireplace. Her face pressed briefly into my chest. My hand closed around the back of her head before I could stop it. For one heartbeat, everything went silent.

Neither reached for it. Instead… The blade divided itself. Not breaking. Separating. Two identical swords now floated before them. One carried a silver wolf engraved upon its hilt. The other… A black raven. Matteo stared in disbelief. “It changed…” Mira whispered, “It remembered.” ⸻ Alessio carefully accepted the silver-bladed sword. Leonardo instinctively caught the darker twin. The moment both brothers held their weapons… A shockwave spread throughout the cathedral. The shattered stained-glass windows repaired themselves.

Kazuha has the Swan mirror in her hand as a last-ditch effort in case the plan goes awry. She takes every weapon she could keep in her person, her katana at her back, kunai knives and daggers attached to her leg and inside her jacket. Kazuha then gave the mirror to Chiemi. “This is?” It is a small red hand mirror with a singular embroidered wing on the back. “The Swan mirror. It is a teleportation mirror that my father gave me. Use it as a last resort.” Kazuha said.