Wielder Novels & Stories

"But yes. We are going to drug him. But that's not your issue. Just focus on Mr. Wolfe." Chloe frowned as she was dragged towards the doors of the VIP suite. Two males that had shoulders as wide as the door and just as tall as it were guarding the empty hallway. They appeared to just be loitering but as she got close, Chloe could see their eyes watching everything around them. They weren't Nathaniel's men. They were too muscular to be. These were wolves that trained hard to be the ultimate apex predator. They didn't need guns to protect themselves. There was a wildness to them as well, as if they were made of petrichor, earth and rock from the unforgiving mountains. Chloe had the sudden urge

* Viglet : A small wand to extract Esze from the circuits in the body. * Vitr Bris : 'Wind Blast' in Elvian.

Her quiver seemed bottomless, each arrow imbued with the power of ancient enchantments, piercing through the enemy's defenses. Kael, a master of the arcane, wove spells that defied comprehension. His incantations resonated with the primal forces of magic, overwhelming the enemy with a dazzling display of arcane might.

He needed to end this, and quickly, lest Mika take advantage and win. Boro closed his eyes and opened his mind, he was the void. He felt the air stir as Mika moved in to capitalize on this moment, thinking Boro had given up. He was dead wrong, Boro felt the blade move through the rising daylight, and moved his body almost as if on its own, without thought, acting on pure instinct. His blade, the same type of single edged sword his father had used, the one that he had named Honor, moved as if to block Mika's but instead he ducked, and moved around it, weaving under the path of the blade, and at the last second he turned his own so that the flat of it struck Mika on his wrist, breaking it clea

“What’s this spear?” “The Sunstriker, also known as the Spear of Conquer, given by the Sun God to the country of Drava. It draws the power of the sun itself. The Emperor used it to conquer territories. That’s why … as you can see in the map, Drava has a vast land scale territory … all in one huge island.” “Uhuh,” Arth quickly nodded, more interested now with the topic, “So the wielder becomes powerful during the day … but weak during the night?”

James asked as he looked at the wrapped package. “Open it and find out.” He smiled as James started ripping the paper off and unfolded the leather vest. “What does it say?” “That’s a phoenix rising from the ashes, same as my jacket. But below it, it says, ‘Blood of Wrath’. That means every biker that sees it will know you’re my son,” he said. James looked up at him, his eyes glistening. “Really?” “Whenever we go to events like today, you can wear it and people will know exactly who you are.” He could feel that tug of emotions in his chest and when he looked up, Jenna was smiling brightly, he could feel that in his soul too.

“Give me her whereabout and you're free to go. Alive.” “As you can see, blocker.” Rio grinned and stretched out his arms, sneering. “I only brought the ax, the clothes and the robe I wore. Besides, how could you expect me to know what you're talking to me about?” “Wolvire,” his enemy spoke a name angrily. “You know very well what it is, damn human! Give it me the information or you will die!” “I don't want to die.” Rio grinned again, his expression pale and strange under the blue moonlight. “I must add I'm sorry. I don't have anything information you talk about. Just go to hell!”

Kirou raised an eyebrow but accepted the knife nonetheless. "Now that that's out of the way, allow me to tell you what Weapon Masters are. Weapon Masters are people capable of using all weapons in existence. The only limitation on what a Weapon Master can use is that he must have the required skill to use each weapon. Let's take for example those three weapons," Bladesmith pointed at a wrack in the corner with a sword, a lance, and an axe on it. "For those weapons over there, as long as you know how to use them and your body is strong enough to wield them, then it doesn't matter because you will be able to equip them and fight with them. Depending on the weapons themselves, you might even be

Hildegarde who was seated on his shoulder could immediately tell what was going on in his head. “You are a Body Wielder, an Energy Wielder, a Scholar and a Spiritualist. People count themselves lucky if they could be Dual Wielders. Yet you, an 11 year old in the skin of a 15 year old, are a Tetra Wielder. You have no right to be envious.”

Padma’s words echoed in her mind: “Love is the fiercest weapon.” The first streaks of dawn painted the desert horizon, washing the dunes in soft gold and pink. Jaiyana felt the surge in her chest—the pendant flaring, absorbing the light of the rising sun. Every weapon hummed in harmony with her heartbeat, the Chakram, Vajra Spear, and Trident forming a triad of divine resonance.