Novel & Cerita Uchiha Katana

“Chris. He’s the most silent member….doesn’t socialize, doesn’t relate with anyone and usually wears a face cap or head warmer” “Hmm” “Avoid this one the most though, he uses a katana” “Huhhhh?!”, I almost jumped. “How does he carry it around? This isn’t anime??” “He wears a kimono around so he’s pretty hard to miss…. There was really no information about him but I know he has a horrible fashion sense” “I know rightttt?!… kimono with a head warmer? Who does that?!” “I actually meant Nike Air Force with a kimono, but that works too…”

Seeing the red hunting suit, Xasha knew why he was here. Beside him was a 5ft tall Katana that was as red as the man's hair. The sheath of the sword was the body of a Red Dragon Snake. The guard was the Dragon Snake's head with its mouth wide open and the hilt protruded out of its mouth like a leather tongue. Just when he was about to excitedly jump into the man's embrace, he remembered he was still upset with him for sending him away from home to this place and took a seat opposite to him instead.

Gasps enveloped the room, crazy thoughts roaming through their head as I raised my sword up. “Sir, we have the utensils to cut out the flesh; you don’t have to kill him.” One of the doctors pleaded. “It’s useless.” I took the swing, slashing right through his open cut. Blood splattered on my sword, and with the next swing, my katana was clean. I shoved my katana back in its case to observe Craig. “Do you feel the heat anymore?” I questioned. He heaved a bit before bursting into laughter. “The heat is gone; I can only feel something cool relaxing my muscles.” He responded.

He looked like he was about to try one last desperate thing. Kishimoto quickly stood up and moved so fast even catching me by surprise. A long curved silver flashed and Hattori's right arm dropped to the floor, the stump of his severed arm sprayed blood all over the place. The piercing scream that Hattori emitted would be remembered for years. Kishimoto cleaned his Katana and slid his Katana back into it's scabbard. Hattori was on his knees cradling his severed arm. "Get this piece of filth out of my sight!" Kishimoto.

"Meat Cleaver, which has a very good mechanical structure. It can be modified, making it easy to carry. It is a combat weapon, made by a unique craftsman. It is rare to see, and costs 25 Nars." There sure is a huge difference in pricing between weapons with divine blessings and those without. No one answered her, and no one seems to be interested or they have that big amount. The woman sighed and sat down. I took a deep sigh, I should better speak up so it can end sooner. The earlier we finish the lower the risk of being exposed. I stood up and looked around. "I want to Shirayuki Akatsuki's notebooks." I used the well known name of senior, and instead of diary I said notebook. Because I was

(Prince Kaneda Crystal) He was delighted by it and bowed his head slightly in grateful. Which I noticed that his custom were akin to a Japanese custom, I also noticed that the swords hanging on his waist were a Katana , but instead of a curved Katana, it was straight, but the resemblance of the design were uncanny. “Are you a samurai, Prince Kaneda?..”. I asked. But for some reason the questioned made Prince Kaneda stunned, like he was struck by a lightning. After seconds passed, his gaze become gentler and respectful to me.

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.

I begged with my tears already falling in fear. “I can't do that… You are more obedient that way,” he chuckled. He walked towards a wall and took one of the swords hanging there. He pulled the blade out of the scabbard and walked closer to me. “Do you like the sword?” he smirked pointing the tip if the blade my way, “This one was a present from Mr. Tsuchida. This katana is extremely sharp, I've never used it before, I think I will test it out on you…”

He is already gearing up with his bow behind his back of his body. Asher lifts up his eyebrow a bit. "What do you want?" Zayne throws a black katana which is Athena's favourite weapon. "Take this with you," Catch the katana, he looks on the black cover. It was carved with a unique design on it and it also had a red scarf tied on the handle. This katana is also a bit heavier than Athena used to use before. "This is her favourite katana. This metal is made of the finest quality. She really loves this katana. Do give her this if she can fight along with you." Zayne says before he leaves him and wants to go back to his room.