Vassal Weapons Novels & Stories

Caspian prepared three inscription patterns for Ghoul-Locker Spear: Heavy Weapon, Armor-Breaker, and Flowing Wind. The Heavy Weapon, commonly known as the weight inscription, was the first pattern Caspian ever drew, and it was also his most skilled one. The Wave-Breaking Sword was a great sword with a sharp blade. Thus, by enhancing its weight, it could naturally increase the power of its slash. Furthermore, the weight inscriptions that Caspian drew provided a more extensive amplification than those in the past. Consequently, what seemed to be a giant sword actually had a weight comparable to a heavy hammer, which was a nightmare for the unprepared enemies.

But the pack held fast. Weapons lay scattered across the deck, each one gleaming with the promise of violence. Amelia moved among them, watching the others take up arms. Silver-tipped arrows shone cold and deadly, nestled in quivers strapped across broad shoulders. Blades shimmered with an inner light, their enchantment humming in the air. The crew even readied vials of potion, glass bottles filled with swirling liquids that promised to turn the tide of battle. Amelia paused, picking up one of the blades. Its weight felt good in her hand, its power a reflection of her own fierce will. She sheathed it, meeting the eyes of those around her.

After a moment to think Ram replied, "Okay, but you ought to reach out to Rajeev for this." *Give it up" , Gowthami said cheerily, "Leave it up to myself and them." Ram walked into a room in his house filled with many assortments of swords of a variety of lengths, along with maces, bows and arrows, slings, misericordia, lances, maces, and warhammers that Kings used for mounted combat, along with a two-handed sword, battleaxe, poll axe, and different kinds of guns. Gowthami, who witnessed almost all and had come back with Ram, remarked, "Wow, Ram you have a magnificent collection."

The shock of my political maneuver vanished, replaced instantly by the cold, lethal instinct of the Warlord. ​"Phalanx one and two, mount up!" Vesh roared, drawing her twin obsidian blades. "Blackwood Vanguard, you ride with us! We strike fast and cut them down before they can set fire to the mill!" ​The courtyard erupted into organized chaos as men scrambled for their horses and weapons. ​Vesh swung seamlessly onto the back of her massive black charger, Onyx. She looked down at me, the bone-white visor an impenetrable wall of secrets.

Zen was tipsy. It was a miracle how he stumbled back to the room and logged into the game. Thankfully, alcohol did not carry over to virtual reality. Besides, his role was the easiest. All he had to do was solve riddles and sit tight for the rest of the round. His crafting queue remained busy, and Sasha was the most desperate raid member. She desperately needed the gold ammo and called dibs on Toad S. Tool every round. Everyone else took this opportunity to test their new weapon combos. The Steel Silk armour made everyone speedier. There were good and bad effects of additional speed. The more skilful assassins took to it like fish in water, while the less agile assassins resembled clumsy cat

Everyone fell silent for a moment, their emotions subdued, and rational thought took over. Carissa gave the order to be ready for action when the moment came. The moment referred to was, of course, early the next morning. This had been mentioned during the military training—when Carissa called out, it would signal the moment for action. At Hell Monarch Estate, the preparations were also underway. Violet spent the night choosing her weapons; she decided that for close combat, twin daggers were best—one in her left hand, the other in her right. Bun selected a hammer.

Mayavi said. “Quietly return my sword to me and I promise the only thing you will not lose is your life,” I said. Mayavi snapped her fingers and stepped back as the vampires stepped forwards. But instead of swords, they had muskets in their hands. I read about them in the reports related to Hazel’s death. The new weapons that were being used in Phantoria. The weapons that were used to kill Hazel and her maids were called rifles that were an improved version of muskets.

Well, putting away all of that aside, Natasha had hit the shower and put on a fresh pair of blue jeans with a pink top and a white sweater before getting into white sneakers. She let her blond hair rest above her shoulders as she grabbed a bag and put something in a sort of cage right next to her closet. "Come on out, V," she started after setting down what she had put at the base of the cage. A moment later, something slithered out from a dark corner of the cage. A snake;a green viper to be exact. Taika had given her the snake when she and her mother had gone on a visit to Hawaii, where she had learnt was her birth place.

He could not help but smile. Tsarayu started walking towards the weapons, looking at them one by one. Tsarayu could see that there were many kinds of weapons. There were weapons including swords, blades, saber, ax, staff, spear, there was even a hammer shining brightly. Just as Tsarayu was looking at these weapons and wondering which one to get, he noticed that at the farthest corner of the room, there was a weapon floating there alone. It looked like no other weapon dared to go near it. Tsarayu started stepping towards that exact weapon

I didn’t know vampires could also be affected by werewolves in such a manner… “It was probably because the rogues were using blessed relics… That could be the only explanation for her fever.” I looked at Lady Livia once more. Somehow, it seemed like she did know what she was talking about. “What kind of blessed relics did they use?” “Arrows, probably, and based on the wounds, maybe holy fangs.” I looked back incredulously at Lady Livia, and she seemed to have understood what was on my mind. Blessed relics – weapons that were offered to the temple and had undergone the purification process, were indestructible and work against many other clans. They are resistant towards any kinds of magic, e