《Steel fangs》Mana saw
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"Sword i'm going to test ready, armor, forest cloak, mana edge dagger, spare dagger, cloak sword, ready.
"boy i have some food ready if your hungry"
"no no no i'm not hungry" while running away for the sake of my poor stomach while pulling the hood on my cloak up.
I made my way to the gate easy enough. the guards never forget to sneer at me i feel so special. The Stupid weaklings think that they're strong. Nothing wrong with being weak just hate those that prey on those weaker then them.
I start jogging once i'm passed the gate till i'm about a quarter mile away.
"time to see what you can do ya big bastard sword"
The mana vein in this one is circlular so mana just circles around the blade
The mana starts moving though the blade first the edge was created but then the mana edge started making a noise like metal scrapping against it's self the edge started looking irregular more like a serrated blade.
"Not exploding thats good the noise is hurting my ears a bit time to see how well you cut"
I place the sword against a nearby tree small tiny bits wood go flying from where the mana blade made contact with tree.
"haha ha haha it works" easily pushes blade all the way though the tree."maybe too well no i can do better plus it uses up a scary amount of mana"
A twig snaps from behind me. I jump to the left with my sword in hand just in time to nearly piss myself.
"that's a big bear. WHAT THE HELL your suppose to be asleep for a"
The bear suddenly stands it's just under 10 feet.
i throw the dagger as practiced at it's face and throw the sword At it's chest.
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I start running away i can't kill a mana bear like this. i need to get out of it's line of sight a climb up a few tree branches and wait. the forest cloak gets rid of your scent when you run mana though it. Listening for the bear. I can still hear the squealing sound from sword but not the bear. after a few seconds I can't hear the sword anymore. 3 minutes later still hiding still can't hear the bear.
"Oh i hope your napping" peeking out from the side of the tree the bear is just laying there with the point of the bastard sword sticking out it's back.
"yes just as i planned yes. Now time to get the mana stone and my sword and run away as fast i can." Pushing on the side of the bear "now i believe you have my property it's time to return it."
"Too heavy to move. if i had any mana left i could chop you up" trys pushing even harder.
"Grrrrrrrr"
looking over the corpse of the bear to see a large wolf.
"your not suppose to be this far west" grabs hilt of his spare dagger "if you're there then your a"
suddenly turns around with dagger out and his left forearm guarding his neck "decoy"
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