Triple Edged Sword Novels & Stories

I shifted in my seat, curious to know what the gift was. Edwin approached me and opened a slim chest over a meter long. Inside the chest there was a metal sword, the hilt was encrusted with gems and the words "duty and kingdom first" were carved on the blade. This time there was no applause, a wave of murmurs flooded the room. The prince smiled at the reaction of the public.

So he needs to be out first. I stretched my hand to my back and gripped my sword. For the inexperienced eyes, it would look like a big round metal rod that has some symbols on it. In truth, it was a double bladed sword that can be divided into two pieces. It was a family heirloom, my father had left me. I gave the still sheathed sword a few swings and nodded. It has been a while since I used that thing on something else than the Infected, but I guess this would be a good exercise.

He was not conceited, but it was the truth. "You can try." Dennis grinned and a long sword appeared in his hand. It was Purim that had been in Niall’s hands , Purim, Shadow, and Tyrfing, the three swords all fell in the hands of Babylon. Jason stretched out his palm and Excalibur appeared in it. They looked at each other as if there was lightning flashing. The next moment, two figures collided with each other like lightning. With a burst of sword Qi, a nebula condensed by sword Qi appeared on the top of Babylon

Yman chose the sword that about 2 feet in length. It was laying beside the silver shortsword. The name of the sword was Gladius. It has a double edge. It wasn't too short and wasn't long at the same time. It cost 350 GP only. Much cheaper than the silver shortsword. And had an additional attack of +15, much lower compared to the shortsword.

It was filled with copper, silver and gold royals, all to help supply them while they sought out allies. After Boro said his farewell and accepted the money, he quickly made himself busy checking out the two pack horses. He wanted to give Littume and Lord Jetir space for there farewells. He saw Jetir give his son a firm hug and share a few words with him. Then he saw Lord Jetir unwrap the cloth and from it pulled out an ornate brown and gold scabbard. The scabbard was too thick to belong to a rapier, and too wide to be a katan, the long slightly curved, single edge style sword that Boro himself used. This one was as wide as the width of his palm and had two edges to it. A broadblade, an olde

Lord Lavendori nodded and he tapped on his bracelet, making it glow before a sword started materializing in his hand that he raised. The sword was longer than I expected it to appear. It had a bare handle, without any type of leather or cloth wrapped around it to make it comfortable to hold. And as it neared the blade, it was slightly curved, to act as the guard. Despite that, the detail on it, the carved feathers, was a sight to behold. The blade was straight, single-edged, and had an upswept point.

Ezekiel breathed out as he pulled the second fragment of the Sword of the Doombringer from the current owner. He pulled his sword and smiled at the level of destruction he had caused in this world. The Scythe of Death vibrated in his grip, but the power continued to flow smoothly as if Ezekiel's level of darkness was slowly catching up with the darkness that powered the Scythe.

The elder's face began to be seen clearly due to the moonlight that entered through the roof in the Hall, he began to approach the two slowly. His wrinkled face was so cynical looking at the two. "From now on! you will die," the old swordsman began to attack the two very quickly, with one breath Khalid almost slashed his throat. But someone blocked the attack, after exchanging thousands of moves. They had already destroyed everything in the Sect Hall. they switched places, after Khalid and Chyou Chen cornered the two until they broke the walls of the Hall. The old swordsman and the young swordsman who helped him were flung far out of the Sect Hall.

She didn’t expect it perhaps. I drew closer to her, and gave her the torch. Then, I bent down a little for her to fall on my arms. She did. I lifted her with quite an amount of strength. Her weight was significant. She held the torchlight with her right hand, and her left hand was around my neck. Her left titty pressed against my chest. It was pleasantly soft. The feeling from that friction was awesome, but I didn’t allow it to interrupt my concentration. The current was turbulent, and the ground was slippery so loosing my concentration would result in something unimaginably bad.

Rumiko, who remained on the ground, looked forward to what would happen next. “Swordsmanship,” Harvey reminded. Edwin’s eyes lit up. In the next moment, he sheathed his sword despite being trapped in a big battle. Almost immediately, his blade’s glint reappeared in a flash as he drew out his blade without a warning. A crescent glow manifested in the battlefield. The weapons’ flashes and the killing intent were shattered immediately as a result. Only a series of weapons clattering against each other could be heard. The Islander warriors’ longswords could be seen snapping in half instantly by Edwin’s blade.