Trollhunters Swords Novels & Stories

Tina didn't know whether to vomit or scream. "Tina, I want you to take deep breaths, okay? They're just trying to intimidate us. Remember how we talked about Monique? " Haneul said, sensing Tina's distress. A luminous glow flared up from his back, and he pulled out something from it. A sword. A long, beautiful blade that's out of this world. Quite literally. Tina thought as she stared at the weapon in wonderment. "Leviathan's charge. The Princess of Envy," Tina murmured, acknowledging Haneul's question.

Dexter said aloud as we heard the door leading to the other sections of the mansion open. Everyone's gaze was fixed on the passageway leading to the stairs, waiting in excitement to see what our Alpha had to present. And when I was beginning to think that our Alpha's surprise was a flop, I saw the hugest scare of my life. The whole hall fell into chaos as most people screamed and yelled in fear while others like myself stood speechless and motionless. It was a man. A man whose reputation spoke for itself. It was the legendary Alpha Blade, known in Haven as The Ripper.

Jasper returned from the bleacher area carrying two long pure silver swords with dark purple handles. “Ah, my babies…I haven’t seen you in weeks!” Elleanna said as her eyes lit up in excitement upon seeing the swords. “Ok..your mate is so awesome!” Dylan said as he watched her expertly pick up the swords without touching the blades. Elleanna returned to the center of the track with her swords. Romero smiled and watched her as she used the music to time her attacks on the dummies. A slight breeze filled the air and she stopped swinging her swords at the dummies.

Lindsey began to say - to tell him that the sword is immovable - but too late, Alec had slid it out nicely with one hand. "Strange - I could have sworn this sword was a little rusty," Alec uttered, looking at the gleaming-like-new sword in his hand. Lindsey was awestruck - her mouth ajar. "H-h-how did you...I could have sworn-" But no one was paying attention. "And we can use these - better than nothing," called Sanders, holding up the spear and the trident that he picked up from the aliens they knocked down earlier. "Perfect!" exclaimed the lieutenant. "Let us go! Garullo please lead the way!"

The scent of rogues hit me, foul and intrusive, as I raced toward my home. The clearing came into view, chaos erupting. Rogues and pack wolves clashed violently, the stench of death and rotting flesh thick in the air. My eyes locked on a large brown wolf. My claws extended instinctively, and I lunged, tearing through its throat. Blood spattered across my fur, but I didn’t pause. Another wolf jumped at me, trying to pin me down, but I rolled, forcing him beneath me, snapping his neck with calculated precision. Around me, Torey and Prince shifted, tearing into rogues with brutal efficiency. But I ignored them, focusing on the scent I had been chasing all this time.

He reached out and tapped the map, selecting the "Admiring Immortals State." In the instrument cultivator profession, he chose the most popular sub-profession: sword cultivator! Sword cultivators had the highest single-target damage, making them the most suitable for one-on-one combat and soloing bosses. Sebastian aimed to become the world's number one, which meant he would inevitably face numerous challenges in the future, including open confrontations, covert attacks, assassinations, and more.

Lixien didn’t give a glance to Leen and continued examining the sword. If it’s from seven mountains, then this must be the ‘Flaming Red Fire of Lava’. It was a sword that everyone is obsessed with. It’s a sword that chooses his master. It also can talk from others' descriptions. She squinted her eyes. Why is Vailn giving her such a precious gift? She snapped her fingers and blinked. Her brows were slightly frowned as she was understanding why he was being too considerate or was it not considerate?

As a wave of molten anger rolled through him. “David...” Leon the troll cried out and scampered towards him. He held him tight and supported him to stand up. “Dammit, why are you here? I told you not to...” His words were cut off when Lally's sword hit him again on his back. David howled in pain as he stumbled Leon and terror overtook his face as the high guard's sword now pointed to Leon's neck. The old troll lay steady, not willing to move as he surveyed the high guard holding the other end of the blade. Now that he wasn't using his magic nor was he using his power to mist his visage, recognition dawned on his face.

“You must take me back,” Taylor reached out to Soundhound to convince the guitarist to take him home. “You have to --” Soundhound took out Vendetta and swung it at Taylor. Taylor barely avoided it. “What are you doing?” Taylor said. “My apologies, dear boy, but now that Mason Black is in play, I need your trident more than ever,” Soundhound explained with regret before he swung Vendetta against Taylor’s trident. Taylor deflected the attack and argued, “You gave me your word that you wouldn’t fight me here.”

My fingers are on my chin as I crouched and looked at it. The cover or the sheath was silver with a few pints of gold, I don't understand the engravings etched on it. Because of my curiosity, I held it and released it from its sheath. Unlike other sword, its blade was bluish and silver, the handle was wood in color and the cover was glass. It was not as heavy as it look. I lifted it up and swayed it... Imagining I was a samurai fighting some bad guys. I chuckled.