Wistoria Wand And Sword Chapter 10 Novels & Stories

Still, more replaced them. “They’re after the stone,” I breathed, clutching it close against my chest. The energy of it pulsed wildly, as if it hungered for chaos. "Elysia, get out of here!" someone yelled behind me, but I couldn’t. The moment I turned to retreat, a vine grabbed my ankle and flung me hard against a tree trunk. The impact rattled my ribs. My breath hitched as I staggered, pain blooming in my side. A shadow loomed above me. A tall female wizard raised her hand, chanting words in a tongue I didn’t recognize. A black spear of energy formed in her palm.

I nearly drop my sword as the sand starts to lift all around me, and I’m sucked into a sudden void appearing just beyond my body. “COLE!” Misty screams, sprinting in my direction, shifting mid-step. My arm trembles as I raise my sword, screaming as I try to send it slashing toward Richard. *** Misty Cole’s sword splits the air. Moonlight fans around him, highlighting the massive blade sticking out of the middle of his chest. I’m sprinting in my wolf form, watching in desperation as he tries to send his sword toward Richard, but Richard’s reading from the Book of Whispers, his magic flaring through the air, through the battle taking place all around us. Cole’s arm gives out, dropping the swor

He lost his grip on the sword,it slid far away from his hold, when he made an effort to approach the sword Xavier bit down on his arm ,he attempted to pull his body out from under my weight. "Get the sword" He ordered while struggling under my weight. From my peripheral I saw a witch who rushed closer to get the sword that looked similar to Gina but they could be distinguished from one another if you look closely. She almost reached the sword but could not touch it. There was an invisible wall between the blade and the woman . Gia's body jerked back as soon as get closer to it.

] Chester: [And I bought you a gift. Liora was stunned. Liora: [What gift?] Chester: [A wooden sword.] Liora burst into laughter when she read that. Liora: [Where did you read that a wooden sword is useful for me?] Chester: [Wood can ward off evil spirits.] Liora felt like asking if the wood was as useful as her charms, but she accepted it because Chester had meant well. - Unexpectedly, she got that wooden sword in the afternoon.

"Jack wolf, please!" With a surge of adrenaline, Jack Wolf summoned every last ounce of strength. The spear shone brighter, its power surging through him like a river of light. Eryndor's eyes widened in surprise as Jack Wolf's grip tightened, the spear's tip pressing deeper into his chest. The dark magic swirling around him began to falter. Eryndor stood on his ground. The air was electric with the clash of steel and the scent of sweat and blood. Eryndor's Shadowing dagger seemed to dance in the moonlight, its dark blade slicing through the air with a haunting screee-ksss.

I growled, taking a turn and lunging toward her and the warriors. The witch gasped and started to run. The warriors snarled, blocking my way, but they were too weak to stop me. I knocked one out and broke another one's spine, but it had taken too much time. Cursing, I rushed through the hallway, quickly finding Haizea at the end of it. The muscles in my legs burned, but I clenched my teeth and sped up. She had no time to cast a spell, or perhaps she knew her spells wouldn't have stopped me. I was almost catching up with her. I needed a few more seconds—

A little girl of 7 ran out of the tent and hugged her mother and father. "Please, don't kill my parents." The little girl cried out. Willow froze with his sword in the air and couldn't bring himself to kill the couple again. Seeing the girl reminded him of Leona. He brought out his arm that held the sword and fling the sword away. He was gone in a flash and returned back with a big bag in a minute which he flung to the couple who were still clinging to each other. PJ thought his world and that of his family had come to end but was surprised when he felt something landing on him and his family.

The trees swayed distorted. The rogue leader's jaws snapped mere inches from my face. I countered with a swipe of my claws, ripping the rogue leader’s ear. The rogue howled, enraged. I seized the opening, delivering a crushing blow. The rogue leader immediately crumpled, defeated. The remaining rogues rushed to me but it was easier for me. My claws singled around, cutting their heads, tails, and ears. The smart ones among them ran with one of their body part missing while the rest stayed to be killed completely.

Willow POV I unsheath the sword from my back and take a deep breath. There are at least twenty of Faris’s men trying to break through the swirling vortex. Each time one gets close to the wind, they are thrown back. I have seen my mother’s magic before, but I had no idea she was this strong. My father’s lycan is the first to leave the cover of the tree canopy. He wastes no time ripping the arms off the first warrior he encounters. The warrior screams as he falls to the ground, but no one notices. The wind muffles the sound of his screams.

Phillip rolled to dodge the flutter of the bat's wings, then jumped over the second. Knowing his foe always managed to dodge, the wizard turned his head, just as Phillip was in front of him and ready to swing his sword. However, with one swoop Miranda tore Wiggy's wings completely, and instead grabbed Phillip's neck, lifting the young man until his feet were no longer on the ground. No one wanted to see the witch's face right now, especially her bulging purple eyes, blazing with anger, but Phillip didn't want to tremble now, he was struggling with all his might.