Totsuka Blade And Yata Mirror Novels & Stories

His blade slashed with incredible speed and ferocity. It seemed as if it could tear through the air itself. Kiran just raised an eyebrow slightly and said, "So, you're Ichiro Matsubara, one of the three great masters from Sunland." Ichiro Matsubara paused, his tone harsh, "How do you know me?" "Your little tricks? How could I not know?" Kiran didn't say that it was Lindsay Ludwig who had informed him. "Damn it!" Ichiro, feeling disregarded, grew furious, and his attacks became more frenzied. With one strike, rocks split, trees fell, and even the birds were harmed by the force of his blade.

She shrugs under the pain, her cuts stung a lot. "You must be confused." The Chief Deputy Officer said, "How do you beat a man who can become one with mirrors well it's simple, destroy the mirrors. But shards of mirrors cannot be destroyed, so to play fair I will fight you for five minutes without using my ability. And if those five minutes are up..." She cut him off. "Are we going to keep doing this or start fighting officer?" She ran at him with her flaming sword in hand. Rafe Antonelli blocks her sword and throws his at her waist. She turns out of the way and brings down Doomblade on his back, at the last second he swerves and blocks it.

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

It looked ancient and part of the ruins. We hopped out of the car. Then my eyes caught the site of the weapons on the backseat of the car. We frowned at first but then we saw a letter with the weapons. "These are the weapons of hell. The sword and the dagger is for you Mira. The katana and the ninja blades are for Sierra. The pendants of hell have the power to protect you. A signature good luck from Lucifer. Kill the traitors and send their souls to hell." I read the letter and smirked.

She motioned to it, and Blake’s eyes lit up. “What do you need?” Clarissa questioned. “Stand back. I got this!” He told her before putting a hand on the glass and murmuring in the old language. The mirror swirled the color of pine and grass until a beautiful green whirlpool appeared in the center of it. Clarissa gasped, glancing between it and Blake. She had not recognized his primary element until now- nature. Blake grabbed her hand as they walked toward the mirror together. Clarissa’s other hand rested gently on Mimi’s back and the pup snuggled in one of Blake’s arms as they stepped forward. They had escaped! Nothing could stop them now.

Silver was checking out the boots that lay discarded in the left corner opposite the bed. Shinja shifted her attention to him with a smile across her face. "Umm... Shinja, you promised to tell me what the rose touching meant." He said while balancing himself on one leg trying on one boot on his left foot.

Uche's frown deepened and he pushed the air resistance, bringing his sword down on Ejima. Ejima didn't wait, with one swift motion, she drew out her dagger from her belt and buried them in Uche's chest.