For a few moments, neither spoke a word. Valor was still stuck in his confusion, while Victor was waiting for him to speak and tell him if he was right on point or not.
"Valor?" Victor finally felt that something was off and called for the old man again. His voice snapped Valor out of his shock before he shook his head and coughed.
"Ehem, you can open your eyes." He said. "You actually took me by surprise when you said that. You're the first person to notice that particular detail about this sword."
"Huh?" Opening his eyes, Victor looked down at the sword. Surprisingly, the sword appeared rather normal, with no particular details that could make it stand out in such a place. Yet, for some reason, that odd feeling remained there. He was certain of it.
'Something is really wrong about this sword.' He thought to himself with a frown.
"What is this feeling, Valor?"
