Because the blade had embedded itself into the ground, it was going to be many times harder for him to pick it up. Not only was it very heavy, but it was also now stuck inside the ground.
'A sword in a stone... how ironic.' Cain inwardly felt the urge to kick at the wall behind him, but he controlled his emotions.
'Ha...'
He took a deep breath, before looking around. Luckily for him, he hadn't made a ruckus, so he didn't attract any attention. Once he noticed that no one was looking, he made his move...
Only about half of the blade's length had disappeared into the ground, so there was still enough of the blade's length jutting out for him to comfortably grasp onto.
He took his left leg back by two steps, keeping his right forward, close to the place the blade had embedded itself. He then shifted all his weight onto his right foot and grabbed onto the hilt, tugging on it with all his might...
