I felt how sensitive she was to this topic. To be honest, I didn't care about the comparison with male players, as I was confident in my ability to conquer them all.
I started hitting the primary sword form with my hammer as hard as I could. Each strike caused a splash of minute particles that burned out with flash like fireworks.
That reminded me of my home, my kingdom. I recalled my father, my mother, and my beloved sister whom I took over her name here. I shook off these needless memories and started to work hard with the hammer.
After a few hits, I noticed slight change in the primary form of the sword, it began to shrank slightly and its color began to be more clear. I felt it became purer, and that poured more strength into my arm, as I kept hitting the primary form without any pause.
