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“Awesome really awesome. Crimson blade is really great! You receive a great beat for a while ago and have wound everywhere, yet still have this strength left. But now, you were poisoned.” Zitrey replied monotonously, “Poison can’t kill me.” Slicer laughed, “Ah, I forgot you were a high ranker, just how great your body was. A perfect machine for those geezers indeed.” But in all honesty, Zitrey know her body was already on the limit, she needs to rush up things. She holds Slicer hands strongly and slowly move it towards his body. The point of the blade was facing towards him. Zitrey was planning to stab him with it.

One big black tiger, suddenly jumped towards Cyou chen. chyou chen who was already prepared, managed to stab the tiger's eye and directly climbed into his body. He quickly then tore the tiger's neck and ended up dead. Almost the same thing Chyou chen did to the other tigers. but the last tiger, managed to tear the skin and pounce on Chyou chen very fiercely. But Chyou chen didn't immediately give up and gave up, he who was still armed with a small knife in his hand was back in preparation.

Even so, the remaining Blade of Wind in Omar Pine's hand still did not loosen. Solana Gibson was in a better condition than Omar Pine. However, it was just a little better. Solana Gibson's dress was tattered, but her ability to endure pain was far beyond that of an ordinary person. When Jessica and Maya Kaye arrived, two zombie's fangs were still stuck in her arms. However, Solana Gibson did not even frown. She waved her Ghoul-Locker Spear and stabbed it directly into the face of a zombie. Then the spear turned.

Two blades in a sheath. John even got goosebumps, and his hands reached for the blades themselves. His blades! Flawless, perfectly balanced, made of a special alloy, the secret of which only the Coven knew. Jon took out each of the blades and ran his hand over them lovingly, as if they were the most precious thing in his life. The blades were somewhat reminiscent of a Japanese sword - a katana, but slightly different from it. The same narrow and ideal, but still with their own secret, which no one is supposed to know about, except for the Hunter himself.

My face was neutral as I locked eyes with them. Silently I reached under the back of my shirt, gripping my own sharp blade. Faster then someone could blink I threw it. With perfect accuracy the blade sailed through the air. The wolves watched with wide eyes as the blade went directly through Oritheo’s head, embedding itself in the tree behind him. Every wolf stood shocked at the laughing fox council member. Oritheo’s eyes glowed brighter. “Did you think we would come to this pack without protection?” I sighed deeply, looking at him as if he were stupid. “Why else did you think I threw the blade?”

The blade sliced into him like cutting through softened butter. ‘Ouch. Sounded like that hurt him if his prepubescent girly scream was any indication,’ Zeus said snorting. I would have to agree with my wolf on that one for certain. My body jumped backwards, giving me enough room to get my staff into proper rotation. The reason that I chose this as my weapon to specialize in was because of its versatility. It did not matter which end hit your opponent because both would do equal damage. Once you got it into rotation, it became a spinning wheel of doom. If you wanted two weapons, then you could unfasten them, giving you dual blades.

The stare-off between Axe and Kaine seemed to stretch on, their eyes locked on each other. The air crackled with tension, the stillness broken only by the sound of heavy breaths escaping their lips. And then, in the blink of an eye, Kaine's face contorted with a mixture of desperation and rage. Summoning the last ounce of strength within him, Kaine's hand darted to the back of his pants, fingers closing around the cold handle of a gleaming knife. With a guttural growl, he lunged towards Axe, his movements fueled by a surge of adrenaline.

He knows he's got to prove he's tough enough and deserving enough to marry Jess. Blade trailed the knife around his throat and then down his chest towards his crotch. He stabbed right between Axel's legs into the chair merely inches from his cock. Axel still didn't move or speak. "Think we got a tough guy here, huh Sarge?" Ryder asked. "My turn." Ryder pulled out his gun. He aimed at Axel's right leg and pulled the trigger. It just clicked. Axel did close his eyes but immediately opened them. He aimed at the left leg, click. Axel clenched his jaw.

161 Zara's POV "Oh god, Zara! I'm scared for you." My fake sobs came to a halt as I heard an equally jarring fake gasp on the call. "How big is the knife? Is it a katana? Or a machete?" The mockery in those words pierced my ego like the tip of an obsidian blade. When I say obsidian blade, I remember reading once that it is the sharpest blade in the world. One can only imagine how deep the tip wounded my ego.

“Thanks. So what do we have here?” Bryan asked his partner, who pointed at one of the eight frames on the laptop screen, which was relaying the live feeds of hidden cameras that were set up in strategic places around the harbor. Looking at the screen, he saw three Latinos unloading some crates from a speed boat at the pier. From where the boat was, there was an open space about half the size of a football field, which was surrounded by shipping containers that were stacked on one another. Looking closer, he saw that each of the men had viper tattoos on different parts of their body.