Zabuza Blade Novels & Stories

The blade slid out, slick with my blood but it didn’t work. Zubat didn’t flinch, a reaction I wasn't expecting. Zubat grabbed Kane’s head with both hands, as Kane brought the knife slowly toward my face. But he twisted the knife, ready to plunge the blade into Kane’s skull when suddenly a beam of light cut through the chaos and slashing across my vision. I hissed, jerking my head away. The brightness seared into my eyes. And then… I saw her. A woman in white. Kneeling on the ground.

Blaze had given her this small knife back at the Phoenix cave, an alternative to using her powers in a fight. She had rarely used it since Alessia, as battling Alessia with a knife could have been risky. "Astralys!" Arabella snarled, deflecting an attack and driving her blade into an undead jugular. It sizzled, and he screeched, vibrating nonstop. Arabella eyed the knife; it had never sizzled before. It was strange that it was happening now. "That is a silver blade coated with wolfsbane," Sandro commented, eyeing her.

In an instant, a sword flash shot through the air, tearing into his head between his eyes! "Oof…" Even in death, Tobik had no idea why the Zorondans had the audacity to attack, or why the hell were Caleb's flying swords this horrific! Whoosh! "Argh!!!" Screams rang all around as Caleb's four flying swords—Windrider, Windpiercer, Windsearer, and Windblazer—kept streaking forward, harvesting the heads of Ether Lord rank tens! And with Zoronda having two Scion ranks in Udal and Caleb, Tobik's group stood no chance and were swiftly dispatched.

i cursed under my breath. The next thing I saw was one of the blade flying towards me with a chain attached to its handle.Then time slowed to a snails pace. While the blade was flying towards me at slow motion i took some seconds to acess the blade.The blade was pure black in colour and it had uneven edges with the middle part of the blade having some indiscernible inscriptions sparkling orange color sparks.The chains on the handle of the blade seem to be connected to his wrist like Spiderman's web.And i don't know how he did that.I side stepped the blade only to find the other flying towards where i was.It was at this point that i knew that it wasn't just some child's play.This guy was real

"Great!" It was a zombie. He could tell it was a player by its expression and the green radiance coming from its soul told they had a path too, without mediating they started to attack each other. "Mirror soul! Rally up! Mind blade! Mind blade!" [Pack hunting affinity activated, all pack member stats +1] Kevin retreated 5 meters and blasted a barrage of spells at the zombie, he evaded the first mind blade but got hit by the second one. "Ice shard! Ice shard! Ice prison!"

Darz exclaimed launching herself with her sharp heels aiming their vital points. Irz raises his swords with both of his hands and exclaims, ”Pisang! (banana)” Irs swings it and emits a yellow crescent beam towards Darz. “Taring! (fang)” Karz exclaimed jumping towards Darz to bite her. “Unlimited Blade Works!!!” Jarz exclaimed flapping his fur to launch the swords to her(I am sorry, actually I want to change the name for copyright reason, but I”d rather do this to annoy my friend by putting this one. Oh yeah, I don’t own such a technique, I just do this to annoy my friend.)

The militarys were shooting at the zombies, while some people also came out stabbing the zombies on their forehead. But the surprising thing is that most of the zombie were stabbed in the belly with a knife that has a symbol of Crown on it the same knife that was used to stab Juliet. Michael noticed this but did not feel concerned about it, they keep on shooting the zombies. Head of the family, Lab coach, Glad, Edmond, which is Fred son, Fred himself and Michael they loced themselves in a room.

"Yeah, that, and a knife in their sock." "The sgian dubh," he interrupted once again. "Whatever." She glared at him. "I mean, look at that little knife. It's made of wood! We're talking pre-Bronze Age here, and the Germans have freaking machine guns! Need I elaborate?" The Switzman chuckled. "Ye have a clever one there, sir. Shall I give her a wee demonstration?" Malcolm sighed. "Fine."

She was gripping a silver blade so tightly her knuckles were white, the metal gleaming dangerously in the light. Without a moment of hesitation, Sylvara launched herself off the roof, cutting through the night air like a hawk. She landed with a heavy thud directly in front of Zayla, but Zayla didn’t even flinch. As Sylvara looked closer, she realized Zayla’s eyes were completely black, no iris, no white, just a terrifying void.

I forced myself to say. "It doesn't matter, Reis. As a matter of fact, she's on my side now, and she's going to help me execute my plan. And there's nothing you can do about it." He smirked and leaned back in his chair before snapping his fingers. Some men approached with a tray. Resting on it was a blade emitting a glowing green light. "Let me introduce you to the Blade of Poison," Cillian began. "I'm sure you can sense the lethal energy radiating from this blade. We've spent years designing it to kill usurpers like yourself."