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Purple patches and blade marks marred his body, and even in a transformed state, the gaping wounds could be seen. Opposite him was Razor, the holder of the Blade Lion technique. Razor was also in his transformed state, towering over Shao by half a meter. His eyes were cold and menacing, not anything like his regular genial self, and his claws and paws were stained with Shao’s blood. Protruding from his elbows, forearm, heel, and calves, were sharp blades that could tear through steel easily. These blades were stained with Shao’s blood as well. In contrast, Razor did not have a single wound on him. “Submit,” his strong voice appealed to his opponent’s sense of reason. There was no need to con

One of the warriors spoke up, “Gamma Rory, I saw our Luna. She is bad ass. The mess she left behind took a long time to clean up.” Right. Some of the folks here saw the fight. I’m surprised they are not scared of me. Maybe because they are wolves or warriors. Who knows. I don’t want anyone to be afraid of me anyway. “I need a minute to set up.” I said as I dropped my bag on the bench. I opened the duffel and grabbed the thigh holsters and strapped them in. Then I grabbed some of the hand throwing knives and secured them in place before grabbing my scabbard. From there, the only knife different from my kabar knives is the bowie. It’s longer at sixteen inches. Then I grabbed my sheath for my w

Two guards stood near the fence, smoking and muttering. Blade raised his fist—signal. Cruz lunged left, Blade right. The guards barely had time to react before they were slammed to the ground. Cruz’s knife went in clean, no noise but a muffled gasp. Blade crushed the other’s throat with brutal efficiency. I flinched but kept my eyes forward. Cruz looked back at me, breathing hard. “You good?” I nodded quickly. “Just don’t stop.” Viper chuckled. “Romantic, really. Murder dates are the best.”

The Gamma explained with respect before he motioned with his hand to the man in front of me. The man who was waiting for his signal raised his hands, and I knew he would touch my body to see if I had anything under my clothes, as he explained earlier. But before he could even inch his hands closer to me, Blade roared again. “Again! If you fucking put your hand anywhere in her body, I will fucking snap your neck! Now move back and stay there!” He growled at him. His eyes dilated to obsidian black — the first time I had witnessed that — and it made me hold my breath, but I remained with a poker face.

Stop teasing and give him a weapon already ( with a chuckle) ZINO : Yeah, I’m gonna give him…. First sealing thunder : seal of the almighty : reverse holding – Blade of the divine unbound ( a white portal opens with a blade coming out it’s appearance was quite shiny with bright light being emitted from it) DAVID : Hey buddy, missed me ( taking the blade in hand)…. Be misbehaving ( referring to Zino) ZINO : Still talking ,short stuff?? ( with the group bursting into laughter) David grunts before rushing to join in the fight

ARMANDO “Get the fuck out of my way!” A growl left my lips. I was angry as it was and this guy from Alpha Jax’s gang was adding more to it by trying to engage me in a fight. A swift move of my left leg targeting his knee had him on his knees in an instant, his painful groan could be heard. But I showed no mercy still, I finished him off with a silver blade shaped as a lotus. From my inner jacket, I flung the small sharp weapon at him, aiming for one of his eyes. It caught him square on his left eye, I ran past him as he fell to his death.

He was the wealthy, arrogant playboy girls would swoon around, and also the Blade family's eldest son. "Ezekiel?” A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. “Ezekiel Blade,” he said. "Why are you without your glasses, freckle face?” He always mentioned his last name like he was nothing without it. But I knew that he loved the name so much as it meant people would fear him. I rolled my eyes, pulling my hand away from his grip. “Still a bully, huh? Besides, I don't wear glasses anymore, and I'm definitely not freckle face. It's Lydia Winters,” I said, mimicking his words.

Each blade bears a sign of a roaring tiger. “Whoever you are, come out,” Rio said his voice was firm yet still. Even so, a drop of sweat seemed to be dripping down his forehead. The scrub rustled again. There was a sound of broken branches and a few seconds later the bushes opened, revealing a large man in a black robe and a blue mask. Other figures with almost the same appearance began to appear one by one from behind the bush or trees; some jumped down from the tree itself. There were about a dozen of them. Each carried a weapon similar to creese and small blade, kunjang. Rio knows what a weapon is.

Carson spoke in a more serious tone, “I’m talking about Southriver’s Blade Maniac.” Suddenly, Tyr came to a realization. He smiled and answered, “Now that you mention it, a person like Zeppelin really does seem to only like blades. That blade is his wife. Right, how’s his practice on the Reversal Blade coming along?”

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