Triple Edged Sword Novels & Stories

"It seems that I'll have to use all I have this time." The sword light flashed, and besides holding onto the Dual Blades of Fire and Ice, Omar was biting onto his third sword, the Blade of Wind. As soon as the Blade of Wind appeared, Omar's entire momentum also changed. The air in their surroundings sounded as if sharp blades had slashed it, and it was frightening.

It was so massive on that when I opened it initially, that I forgot how spaced out everything and didn't see my own weapon there. The sword itself thirty-four inches in length, branded by its black hilt. It also had a double-edged blade that made it useful in battle when one needed to gain an advantage. Mine was different from Kaitlyn' and Sam's simply because mine had been passed down throughout my family. Or at least, that's what I had been to believe. And here It was—here before me. I went reaching for it, getting closer that as I drew closer my hand starting trembling so hard that I had to put my other arm over myself to stop myself.

“Look at this man, not even a single respect for elders.” “Oh, come on! Loosen up. Thank you for these, damn! Look at these shining diamonds.” He said, holding already the red shining sword. Its hilt is amazingly designed with black and red color and just above it is the red fire diamond placed in the middle. The blade looks very sharp.

Years of dealing with individuals had polished his capacity to make snap judgements based only on appearances. "We'd like to purchase two swords." His previously sluggish countenance lighted up again at those words, and he was ready for business. "What kind of sword do you want?" I paused for a moment, unable to come up with an answer. I wasn't exactly a swordsman. "A double-edged sword is light with a thin blade, and the handle and sheath must be light as well." "Hmm, more specific than I expected, but I believe we have some that meet the criteria." Reto unlocked the door behind him, which led to what appeared to be a storehouse. The merchant took a long time to return with two swords in a

He also released a magnet shield in front of him, and to the surprise of the Governor and the council members, the magnet shield attracted hundreds of sharp tiny blades. Without further ado, the Prince summoned all the sharp little blades to return to the sender. And all the sharp, tiny blades returned at full speed. Sir Owura Bismark hastily unfurled his protecting shield to stop the small swords. However, the protective shield was shattered by the returned thousands of mini blades, much to his surprise. Prince was fast to unleash his triple sword technique. Sir Owura Bismark noticed it and opted to avoid the sword. He was unaware that the swords were three, and before he recognized it, one

Sekora asked. “You will be able to recognize them by the symbols on the hilt, first there is the Tsunami sword recognizable by the wave, next is the Earth breaker sword represented by broken earth, next is the Shadow sword represented by a ghost, next is the Sun saber represented by a sun, next is the Phoenix Wing sword recognized by wings, next is the Speed sword represented by a rabbit and finally there is the Power sword represented by a bull.” D2 replied going back to the lighter tone of voice.

The room was plunged into silence, but there was an unknown pressure lingering in the air. “Say, Raelynn. I was wondering what weapon should I use to chop off the man’s head.” Eldrick questioned and pulled out a claymore sword from its sheath. He ran his fingers on the edge of the blade before swinging it in the air. “No, a sharper sword. How about an Estoc? I can plunge it through his heart and kill the man at once.” A sinister smile made its way on the man’s face and he turned to face the two, who did not comment a word.

I asked and pointed to the weapons. I did a double take when I saw the shining sword I was pointing at. Its hilt was made of gold and there were jewels embedded in it. I looked at the other weapons next to it and found that the entire section was filled with jewelled daggers, swords and sabres. Samurai swords, Katanas and even dual broadswords lined up on the shelf. Some of them looked so ancient that I was certain that their price would make me faint. Some of the swords were emanating a faint glow, and I realised that they were spelled weapons. I wondered what exactly they could do...

It smelled of damp stone, old hay, and solitude. Makil was already there, warming up with a series of fluid stretches that further betrayed his training. He wore similar clothes to yesterday, and two practice longswords were thrust into the ground at the center of the yard. Leigh arrived silently, a shadow detaching from the deeper shadows of the archway. She'd re-braided her hair tightly. She said nothing, simply walked to the center, pulled one sword from the earth, and tested its weight. "No rules," Makil said, pulling the other. "First to yield, or be disarmed."

she sits up and stretches like she’s been asleep all the while, “Ready?” “Yep,” I say, popping the p, looking around for my sword and removing the big black jacket I wore over a small tight green top and shorts. Finally finding my sword leaning gracefully against the bark of a tree, I pick it up, admiring its uniqueness. An ice sword befitting an ice queen, with a handle carved so perfectly for my slender fingers to get a good grip, it has a perfect weight with a blade so sharp and shiny. Although she looks fragile, she’s a lot tougher and can withstand any amount of pressure or force, just like her owner. Smirking at the comparison, I swirl the sword around and point at Anora, who’s now sta