Blur Blade の小説・ストーリー

At least for now they had delayed the scorpions’ advance on them, or so they thought. Ahead of them, Crone was floating in the air, looking down on them. “So, after all that you said, you’re just going to run?” The Hunters did not stop the raptors but they heard what he said. This made Crone a little mad. “Tch! Don’t ignore me! [Wind Blade]!” Upon casting, an invisible blade of wind sliced at the legs of the raptors. The raptors stumbled over and threw the Hunters off. After crashing on the sand, the Hunters slowly got up one by one, their attention towards one person.

The blue jade he possessed was more of clan heirloom, for his mother that anyone of the Han Clan would have something that was made of it. X’s father once told to him, that the blade was made for his grandfather when he was old age. Thus the blade not not a sword, but more of machete than anything else. It was made so to reduce its weight, but its weaknesses could be straightened with supreme technique. The blade was almost rectangular, if it were not for the slight curvature. The spine of the blade was a little thicker than a wasabi pea. Even though the spine was so thick, the edge of the blade would rival the finest fibers. It had the ability to split hair in half, even a single fiber of s

Then I grabbed my sheath for my waist and inserted my seven inch parkerized blade. “Holy Moon Goddess! You look like you are going to war.” Rory squealed. I laughed at her energy. I look over at Aiden who is looking at me with some emotion I cannot name. The last thing I grab is my Kukri Machete. It’s eight inches long and completely black. There is only a thin silver lining along the edge. It’s great for combat, but I am going to slice through some of the targets. “Okay, I’m ready.”

he said. I looked towards the entrance of the gym as Blade walked through it. Blade is a Seer and he has been with my pack since I was a pup. He isn’t a shifter but he pledged his life to my father once he became of age to do so. Before then he was under my father’s protection and now I’ve taken on that pact. He is one of my best friends. His position isn’t normal, as a Seer is usually a female. It's for that reason he is doing his own research on his background. For now he can keep his privacy on it so long as his safety or the packs’ isn’t in jeopardy. He walked over to where we were sitting with his hands in his suit pockets. “I knew I’d find you two in here. Drills weren’t enough to driv

“We didn’t want to bring it to you with everything going on in the council. We thought we could manage it.” I turned on him, eyes narrowed. “Stop using that brain of yours and always tell me matters like this.” He lowered his gaze. “Understood.” I exhaled sharply, about to walk away when something glinted in the grass near a thick bush. I crouched again, brushing aside the leaves until I saw it—curved, wicked, and unmistakable. A rogue’s blade. I picked it up carefully, inspecting the bloodstained edge. It wasn’t from any blacksmith in the realm. This was custom-forged—lightweight, designed for speed and silent kills. I could almost taste the lingering energy it radiated.

25 Years Ago... The sun blazed overhead, casting its golden heat across the Blackmoon training grounds. Dust rose in clouds as warriors sparred in the center ring, their swords clashing in rhythmic violence. The clang of steel against steel echoed across the clearing. Children squealed and chased each other between the trees, their feet kicking up dry earth, laughter piercing the thick summer air. The scent of pine needles, crushed grass, and sweat clung to everything.

The ripping away of her jeans followed his statement as he now stared down at her shirt. Kanda’s chest was heaving with her panicked breathing. He cannot be serious! He HAS done gone plumb crazy! He titled his head as though an idea just came to him. Then he dropped the scissors to the floor. Reaching down, he grabbed a good amount of shirt in his fist and tugged it completely from her body. A satisfied look then came over his face. “I always wanted to try that. It was a lot easier than I thought. Just like, how is it you would put it? ‘Like a hot knife through butter’.”

Fair Spirit Blades, in the legend of the god of weapons, but is it real or fake? Adonis Arnold picked it up.