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The amazing sword I was gifted was nothing short of incredible… it even emanated a strong presence from within. Darkness and shadows flowed out of it constantly, but in a dim form. It wasn't too much either.
After looking at it, I held the sword. It was heavier than my usual sword, but I was still more or less capable of wielding it and carrying it around. The fact that it was heavy didn't matter when my own shoulders and arms had grown very strong after doing so many daily swings with my blade…
It wasn't as heavy as my own size, though. Then again, I'm already able to carry things above my siz through the usage of spells that increase my physical strength.
I'm also at Tier 1, Rank 4 in my Physique, so I'm more than capable of fighting pretty well!
Eventually, I took the blade before raising it upwards.
Infusing mana into it made the blade suddenly turn a purplish black color…
It was quite pretty…
