Weapons Master Novels & Stories

If everyone was going to pretend that this wasn't scary, I would do the same, no more Mrs sensible. “There are a total of 101 weapons, each one possessing an ability granted to the use upon merger. Note: only the original owner of a weapon can fully access a weapon's power so choose wisely," The system shrugged, laying emphasis on every word. “Player 1, get into the box and select a weapon." Quickly, a handsome young man dressed in a charcoal black fitted tuxedo stepped forward. He had sparkly black eyes and hair, he had a high nose bridge and full red lips.

The learning curve there is more mental than physical. And still Alden backed down. Ms. Beast preens inside me, and it's hard not to give her the strut walk she's aiming for. Another time. I turn back to the weapons and pull Bertha down again and lift her strap over my shoulder. Next, I take two Makarovs off the lower shelf and secure them to my belt. King's been teaching me about Russian weapons which is what Cuba had to offer when the Shadow Warriors arrived. While the AK is a better friend, I've become capable both right and left-handed with the Makarovs.

The learning curve there is more mental than physical. And still Alden backed down. Ms. Beast preens inside me, and it's hard not to give her the strut walk she's aiming for. Another time. I turn back to the weapons and pull Bertha down again and lift her strap over my shoulder. Next, I take two Makarovs off the lower shelf and secure them to my belt. King's been teaching me about Russian weapons which is what Cuba had to offer when the Shadow Warriors arrived. While the AK is a better friend, I've become capable both right and left-handed with the Makarovs.

Finally, I settled on the fact that I was finding somewhere I belonged and people were finally respecting me. For the rest of the day, Bailey showed us techniques and split us into different groups. My wolf was as big as the biggest ones that were there and I worked on strength and blunt attacks. Kassie was in a group with younger wolves who worked on their agility and swiftness. I didn’t tire easily. Having two brothers made me strong and durable. As I switched back to my human formed and we were given uniforms specially designed for us and our wolf form, some of the girls came up to me and told me that I was a natural.

A reflection of the owner’s will. A Celestial Guardian’s sacred weapon was by very definition this, and just as there were not two souls that were the same in this vast world, there were not two identical sacred weapons. Rania’s was a bow and a single arrow made of her spiritual power that always came back to her. Julian had dual guns, Ayla knew of this, but had yet to see him materialise them during training. Their Master’s weapon was a long battle axe that he only summoned when on missions, but she had seen it once and it was a hell of a big weapon. Master Aldrich was tall but slim, so it was difficult to picture him fighting with such a weapon.

And they are all so familiar to the point that I can tell which were laced with poison. "Hi, little gray," I turned my gaze at the speaker when I heard the familiar voice of the Master. "You know the drill, right?" "Yes, master," I respectfully responded. It was more like an automatic rensponse because we are trained and thought that way. I grabbed a random weapon from the table when the guns started firing without a warning. I threw an axe and a dagger at once in order to immobilize some of the scattered guns firing at my direction. The operator seems to be in a bad mood because the way she controlled the arms was like she's out for blood and murder.

I could feel his wolf pacing just beneath his skin, demanding blood, demanding to shift, demanding to hunt. The armory was in the basement, behind a vault door that required both his palm print and a retinal scan. The lights came on automatically as we entered, revealing rows of weapons that gleamed under the harsh fluorescents. Silver-edged blades. Custom rifles loaded with wolfsbane-tipped rounds. Body armor that looked like it could stop a charging Alpha. Communication earpieces so small they were almost invisible.

That was when Willow and Walter knew that Chase had killed the boss of this level. Chase was reminded of something when he looked at the three fallen elders from the Evil Shadow Sect and the Nefarious Deity Sect. "Walter, go search for any spoils we can take." "Okay." Walter took immediate action and began searching the corpses. He did a rough inventory check. Prison Suppressor, an upper yellow-ranked weapon. One of the top ten weapons of the nether realm, Crimson Kill, a lower world-grade weapon. The Impermanence Mystical Shadow Technique, the Nine Nefarious Holy Fist, and the Nine Nefarious Body Refining Technique. All three were upper yellow-ranked techniques.

He punched in a code. The panel slid open, revealing an armory. "If you're going to start an inter-dimensional war," Cyprian said, pulling out a high-tech assault rifle and tossing it to Modern Vespera, "don't do it empty-handed." He grabbed a broadsword from the wall and tossed it to Fantasy Vespera. "For the magic one." He tossed a box of ammo to Mafia Vespera. "For the loud one." He tossed a battery pack to Cyberpunk Vespera. "For the robot one."

I said in a low tone. Peter and Justine both glanced to where I talked about. Peter put his palm on his forehead as he brought the weapons, he got from that old, abandoned junkyard. He was bringing with him a Kriss Vector Assault Rifle, a Windham Weaponry's new RMCS-3 AR-15 - Silenced, Scoped, a Kel-Tec KSG-25 Shotgun, a grain sickle, and an axe. I smirked when he brought good and best weapons to use. “Here, hold this for me for a meanwhile,” Peter gave me his axe and grain sickle.