Seeing Logan standing before a sword, Ali stepped closer to him.
"Remember, you only get one chance. You can choose only one weapon—so choose wisely. This one might look impressive, but it's not practical. It's far too heavy, and I don't even know what special qualities it has." Ali explained carefully, not wanting Logan to waste such an important opportunity.
But Logan had already made up his mind. How could he possibly let this sword go?
He reached out again, grasped the hilt, and with a slight push…
Clinggg!
The heavy blade slid free from its stand with a sharp metallic cry.
"What?! Ali was taken aback. So were the others.
"Are you using gravity magic to reduce its weight?" Ali suddenly remembered—Logan had gravity affinity as well.
"Something like that." A faint smile tugged at Logan's lips. For someone without internal energy, this blade might indeed feel unbearably heavy. But for Logan, who had already reached the level of an Ultimate Grandmaster, it was nothing.
