Weiss Weapon Rwby Novels & Stories

The weapon towered over us, its dark, jagged form pulsing with a rhythm that felt disturbingly alive. Its glow cast an eerie light across the chamber, making every shadow twist and ripple as if mocking us. I clenched my fists, feeling the steady hum of power from my mark, the bond I shared with Rigel burning like a second heartbeat in my chest. “It’s reacting to me,” I said, stepping forward. The energy radiating from the weapon intensified, its light flaring brighter, almost as if it were acknowledging my presence.

“And no, it wasn’t Max. He meant to intervene but turns out he didn’t need to. Should I tell you all why? Or do you already know?” “Stop!” My mother strictly said. This is how she sounded when she berated us. Kent’s smile grew further up his cheeks. He looked at me, then came closer to examine me. His dark eyes followed my body, up and down. “Plain. Simple. Nothing extraordinary about her. Nothing like Marianna.” He stopped in front of me, his eyes reading mine. He searched for a few seconds, not sure what he was looking for, but I was being taken by their color. They weren’t fully black. It was almost like they had a hue of red in them. This was the first time I had seen a werewolves—a male

“Return,” Abe stated, and the Wyvern that moved with him became a midst that filled his right arm. On his scaled right arm appeared the marking of a Wyvern with its mouth wide open. The drawing light up, and Abe’s right hand was engulfed by a great red light much deeper than the scales that concealed his human frame. Abe pulled his arm back with great force like a bowstring. Great power was gathered into his curled up fist as his speed greatly increased. And like a flash of light he disappeared, leaving behind nothing but an afterimage.

Rowen asked, looking from me to Raziel. “Rayne is a Reaver with Wolf focused abilities.” Raziel finally said. Neither brother said anything, but the slow inhale from Rowen, and the subtle seat shift from Ramses, told me everything I needed to know. These tiny, nonverbal cues conveyed a wealth of information, hinting at the complex, simmering tensions that lay just beneath the surface.

” Kartika added. “Then, Ribo is an incarnation of Jowa just like Megumi and me. Ribo exists for assisting his master in the battle. A type B Ribo like me can be the main weapon for its master, while a type A Ribo like Megumi can amplify its master power significantly. And of course, we can leave our Jowa in a 5Km radius, but the user can”t use his power if his Ribo leaves his Jowa. Besides, Ribo type B like me can leave my Jowa to attack the enemies as long as the user and I are connected by Iru thread.” Cakra added. “How do I summon my Ribo?” Herman asked.

“Do you have any idea what weapons they got?” “I believe handguns, rifles, and an assortment of blades. All silver.” “Fuck,” someone groaned behind me. I didn’t bother finding out who. We were all thinking the same thing. Raina was eerily still but I could feel her powers building, the air becoming thick and alive, the hair on my arms standing. I quickly snuffed it out before the storm inside her became reality. “Thank you,” she whispered down our bond. “Thank you for that information Braxton.

She covered her face and said, "Clive, you're too…" Clive realized he was too impatient. He quickly took out something from his storage pouch and said, "Oh, I just remembered I have something that suits you very well, which was why I got closer. I want you to have a look at it. I'll give it to you if you like it." Rania put her hand down to look at it. It was a middle world-grade ribbon-type weapon called Aqua Lady Red Silk.

Hayden was also attacked? It was then dawned on me that the killer was no ordinary person, if he could kill Fangworth and could be that bold to challenge Hayden then he was someone very powerful indeed. But I couldn't figure who exactly that was. "Were you able to find a clue about who the attacker is?" I asked through the mind link. "No, Alpha," He answered and I nodded. "But I found a word on the arrow fired at Alpha Grim," A word? My eyes widened when he said that. Was it the same thing I saw?

Hayden paused, waiting for Leech to respond. Leech indicated for Sprout to continue with a flourish of his hand. Sprout glared at the werewolf, sighed and then began to speak. “The Second Fire Weapon is the Crimson Axe,” announced Sprout. “It is to be wielded by Titan.” “The Crimson Axe sounds much more exciting than the Vermillion Sword!” Roared Titan, teasing his new Alpha. Hayden rolled his eyes at his Beta’s jibe and Titan wrapped his arm around the Prince’s shoulder as he burst into laughter at his own joke.

She mumbled words that could cause the enemies to kneel, burn, and experience tingling pain in their bodies as Emily exerted control over her power over them. Emily’s body was glowing, transforming into a moon goddess, wearing a white dress and a jeweled star on her forehead. “Morsus...” (Pain) “Combustum...” (Burn) “Interficio...” (Kill) Emily was saying those words, and slowly, the grunts and roars of the hunters and rouges were subsiding. Her eyes darted at the King and Queen of Rouges. Her eyes were dangerous and made her shudder.