|EVENT| PULL THE SWORD FROM THE SEASTONE

[INFO PIRATE]

PULL THE SWORD FROM THE SEASTONE
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Located near the shore of the fair grounds, is a massive slab of Seastone, having naturally developed there over the years. However within the stone is a very high qualitly blade, rumors to be of the most supreme grade of weaponary. Though none yet have been able to remove the weapon from the stone, however Genbu encourages all young behemothets to try and pull the sword, who knows they could join his crew someday, and with a sword like that they'd be set. Everyone is allowed a single try to pull the sword out from the sea-stone.

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[Yonkou Suzaku]

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NOTES: Short and sweet. I hope this goes well.[/style]
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[Catherine 'Kitty' West]

A single try to pull out a sword of supposed legendary strength and craftmanship. It would not be easy if the likes of Genbu had set this up. Or perhaps it had been there before even him and he had not been able to pull the sword out? That seemed insane in her mind, but maybe his strength was not all it was cracked up to be. This fair seemed to be almost designed around her in her opinion. Two tests of strength and a test of beauty? That was just her style. She walked over to the stone and looked at it for a moment. Perhaps pure strength would not be ideal for this. She couldn't use her full strength because she'd need a decent footing and that block was seastone which would sap her powers. She bit her lip and walked about the stone. There had to be a way. After doubling her strength using her enhancement tremor she had a sudden idea and gripped the hilt with both hands.

As she pulled at the sword she focused and sent a vibration through it. With any luck the vibration would loosen the seastone around the sword allowing her to pull it out more successfully. Her strength would be doubled so she wouldn't need as good a position to grab the sword as most, plus the vibration should do SOMETHING to help her get the sword out.

▌ NAME: Kouyougura (Enhancement Tremor) II
▌ MAJORS: -
▌ MINORS: Endurance
▌ DESCRIPTION:
This technique has two direct purposes: Enhancing her own muscles and degrading those of her opponents through the use of vibrations.

Enhancement: She can send a vibration through all the muscles of her body that gives them a temporary super charge for 2 posts. This super charge basically increases her haste and power by a major level for those two posts allowing her to strike harder and run faster. In essence this will double her haste and power thus doubling the strength of any physical attacks and double the speed of any speed based attacks/techniques. After these two posts are over her muscles will take two posts to recover and so her strength and haste will drop to only minor level.

With this technique it is also possible for her to increase her haste and power by only a minor and this will last 4 posts. After these four posts are over her muscle will take a post to recover and so her strength and haste will drop to only minor level.

Degradation: By touching an opponent she is able to send a tremor through their entire body that temporarily causes their muscles to weaken. This degradation reduces their strength and haste by one minor level making them weaker and slower for 4 posts or it can drop them by a major level for 2 posts.

By combining the principle of touching someone and the vibration enhancement she is able to enhance an allies haste and power like her own.

Drawbacks: She is only able to use this on one person at at time: herself, an opponent or an ally and it has a 4 post cooldown. Due to the stress this puts on her body she is only able to use it 3 times per thread.

[Franciscus Draco]

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A lithe frame edged down the beach towards the sword of rumor. Word around the festivities, was that a powerful blade had been lodged eternally in the depths of a seastone slab. The weapon was fabled to garner unspeakable power, capable of slicing through steel on a whim, and casting blood askew with the simple flick of a wrist. Determined to show his worth, Drace approached the large stone with a certain fire burning deep within his eyes. Calm and controlled steps carried him up a small hill, the sound of grass crunching beneath his boots. Few flowers ornamented the green landscape, offering varying hues of purple, pink, and yellow.

The corsair stopped dead in his tracks, kneeling before the slab. Nimble digits ran the course of the ground, feeling for a perfect offering. It was beautifully grown pink lotus flower, pompous petal extending outwards from a yellow orb. He delicately pulled the flora from the earth, holding it between his hands as he mumbled a prayer of good fortune. As his whispers trailed off, his grip loosened, and the lotus floated away in a gentle breeze. Smiling cheerfully, he stood up, reaching forth to the hilt of this sword. Was it his sword?

His mind fled to a place where all his ambitions lay. Reminiscent of childhood dreams, he brought all his aspirations to fruition. They were everything he ever wanted to be. Powerful. Intelligent. Influencing. Heroic. It was all of these goals that had brought him to where he now stood, coalesced within his mind. His grip firmed, and he pulled with all his might. Not only that of his physical prowess, but the strength that came with determination and following your dreams. It was with this that he hope to steal the blade from stone clutches. The power bestowed upon a single blade, allows a man the power to conquer his fear and reach his highest aspirations. If only this power, could be his.

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[Kai Shinsei]

Kai walked up to the podium his eyes focused on the sword. A high quality sword would be an ideal addition to his arsenal. Even if he couldn't find an effective way to use he could sell it and make a fortune which could be used to make his lance into the tool he wished it to be. He walked up to the podium and gripped the sword with both hands crouching down. Then he stood up pulling with all his robotic might using both the strength of his arms and that of most of his body to try and pull the sword from the stone.

[MARIK SWIFT]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][STYLE=float:right; border-right:10px solid #282828; border-left:10px solid #66aabb; border-bottom:10px solid #66aabb; border-top:#282828; background-color:#282828; width:100px; height:100px; margin-left:10px; margin-bottom:10px; padding:10px][/style][atrb=style, width:400px; background-color:#282828; padding:10px, bTable] [STYLE=padding:10px; background-color:#eeeeee; font-size:10px; line-height:10px; text-align:justify; border:10px solid #66aabb]Marik had heard of these recent fairs that the Behemoth was holding globally for those wishing to attain their dreams of some sort of power, fame or riches. The Yonkou was always secluded people. They didn't get out much, they didn't participate in much things that most would. Simply because of the fact that in their eyes they were too high in authority for that. Marik was different from those other four though, so he came to this fair. The objective for this one was easy... well at least for other people that is. Pull a sword that had unimaginable power from a chunk of sea stone and it power is yours. How the sword came to be was unknown by even the World Government, and just as simple what power it held was a mystery. Marik was never really a person of strength. He didn't workout, and he was quite scrawny. But nevertheless the sword has been attempted by several men more than ten times his size, and didn't budge. Marik figured it was more of a luck thing in this case. He watched as the rest of people took turns attempting to uproot the powerful sword, and waited in line for his turn to come. What he would do with the sword later was on his mind. If it actually did as it was rumored to then he could potentially find a purpose for it in his up and coming plot. Marik was knocked back into reality when he felt one of the guy's push him on the back since he had unknowingly made it to the friend of the line. No one knew he was a Gorosei as that was mostly kept secret so there was no large introduction thankfully. Marik rubbed his hands together to test for any slipperiness and placed it on the sword. He gave it a simply thug that didn't have much effort enforced in it, since as he said it was a trial of luck instead of strength.[/style][STYLE=background-color:#282828; font-family:ms gothic; font-size:12px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#66aabb; text-align:center; padding-top:10px;]338 words with tagged, template by oxymoron of btn[/style]

[ARTHURIA ZENITH]

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[atrb=style,padding:10px;border-right:1px solid #61b9f8;][style=font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:10px;text-align:center;margin-top:0px;letter-spacing:0px;color:#726963;]Augusta to Arturia? Seems like a perfect fit.[/style] [style=margin:-20px 30px 10px 30px;text-align:justify;font-family:tahoma;font-size:10px;text-transform:lowercase;color:#8e8e8e;line-height:13px;] Seastone was quite the material. Permeated with the energy of the sea, and literally radiating it from every pour, it was basically the only material that could combat pirates with powerful Devil Fruit abilities. Not only that, the marines had developed it into a technology to give them unrivaled maneuverability in the Grand Line by being able to pass through the Calm Belt with no problem. And now it encased a weapon of possibly the best craftsmanship Augusta had seen in person. Even from where she stood, the woman could tell how keen the edge was, how smooth the metal had been crafted. Everything about the blade was wonderful. Problem was, you had to yank it out of the stone it was in. And if it was that easy, then the sword would not still be there. One thing the woman had an advantage in, was that she had not eaten a Devil Fruit as of yet. The stone with the blade in it would sap her strength if she had, and she would never be able to rip it from the unyielding grasp of the rock that had been the death and savior of many a pirate a marine. Over-thinking the task wouldn't help. Really, all one could do was walk up and give it a try. So Augusta steeled herself for the confrontation with the rock. As well as any other mishaps that could and would plague a ditz like her. When it was her turn, Augusta marched right up to the rock, slid her hands around the grip, which markedly felt perfectly molded like everything else about the weapon, and gave a little tug, growing progressively stronger until her full strength was behind trying to release the weapon from its prison. [/style]

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[Bishamon Jarret]

Seastone, such a foreboding material to him. It's power alone was his kryptonite. However if BJ wanted to pull that sword from the stone, he had to find a way to over come this disadvantage. The ninja stood there studying the sword in the stone, staring, glaring, hard as if it would come out with just the power of his mind. Of course, that wouldn't happen though, not unless some strange twist of fate had occurred.

Just what would he do to pull the sword free. The ninja took a deep breath, calmed himself, slowed his body and mind down, and went into a meditative state. His mind clear, an idea came to him. Slowly, ice began to from from his body in the shape of a hand. This hand turned into an arm, this combo grabbed the sword and pulled, pulled hard. If the sword did not come, the ice would extend down the sword to enter through cracks between the sword and stone, trying to force the two apart to free the sword. If that did not work, the ice would travel over the whole block of stone and he would try smashing the son of a bitch with all his strength and frustration! ARGH!

[LICH T. NOIR]

Lich finally made his way to the front of the long line, it was a feat in it's own that he had waited in line without killing anyone but what ever. It was finally his turn to try and pull the sword from the massive hunk of seastone....

Fully transforming into his Danava body he grasped the handle of the sword with one of his six hands and easily lifted the sword and the seastone it was stuck in up and out of the ground. The sword wasn't quite out of the boulder but what ever right? this should count... Well if not he started waving the sword and rock around trying to get the mass of seastone to fall off. If those around him weren't careful they might end up getting pulverized... Whether he actually got the sword out or not he kinda just planned on walking away with the whole kit and kaboodle. It would fetch a pretty penny after all.

[morgan black]

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The young man now stood over the sword in the stone with a smile on his face. His guitar in his hands, a touching melody being played from the strings, the feeling of adventure, of destiny, of heart dancing on the cool breeze that surrounded him. His body relaxed, his mind at ease, he put away his guitar and reached down to grab the hilt of the sword gently.

Without the desire for power and corruption, the young man cleared his heart of all evil. He was a pirate, so that only went so far though. He believed he could pull the sword from the stone. He believed in himself, in the power of his heart. He began to pull at the sword, hoping to feel it sliding from the stone. His heart, his mind, his soul imagining it happening as he attempted to pull.


Whatever had happened, he would not be discouraged. For he would not have anything if he did not try. His main goal was adventure, and whatever could lead him on it.

[Admiral Kamui]

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[ADMINSAUR AARON]

* any Saijo Wazamono weapons are character bound, once the user dies, the weapons are un usable and go back into circulation or get recreated for other purposes, gratz on the rewards.

Xerxes hand's felt a tremendous strength come from the blade, as the seastone it had been encased in began to melt, the heat intense as the young male pulled the weapon from the sea-stone, the master sword smith quickly inspecting it to see what the young man had pulled from the rock.

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[/b] Flameberge
WEAPON RANGE: Moderate| Long
WEAPON PRICE: event award
WEAPON DESCRIPTION: the weapon that was drawn from the stone from Xerxes, was known as Flameberge. the weapon was a standard daito, the length of 56 cm, a swirling guard, and a hilt decorated with rubies. the length of the blade is curved in various sections, wobbly in apperance. However the weapon is coated in a unique oil that lets the blade burn. the weapon billowing smoke, as a simple mechanism with the grip when pulled lights the weapon up, a spark created at the base of the guard and blade. swinging the weapon, a trail of flame and smoke following. provided by the caretaker of the stone, a sheathe was given to the weapon, a bright scarlet one that would attract any eyes' to the magnificent weapon. The grade of this weapon is Saijo Wazamono tier, one of the legendary four elemental weapons known to humans.
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[b]WEAPON NAME:[/b] Flameberge
[b]WEAPON RANGE:[/b] Moderate| Long
[b]WEAPON PRICE:[/b] event award
[b]WEAPON DESCRIPTION:[/b] the weapon that was drawn from the stone from Xerxes, was known as Flameberge. the weapon was a standard daito, the length of 56 cm, a swirling guard, and a hilt decorated with rubies. the length of the blade is curved in various sections, wobbly in apperance. However the weapon is coated in a unique oil that lets the blade burn. the weapon billowing smoke, as a simple mechanism with the grip when pulled lights the weapon up, a spark created at the base of the guard and blade. swinging the weapon, a trail of flame and smoke following. provided by the caretaker of the stone, a sheathe was given to the weapon, a bright scarlet one that would attract any eyes' to the magnificent weapon. The grade of this weapon is Saijo Wazamono tier, one of the legendary four elemental weapons known to humans.
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Catherine used her Devil Fruit powers to amplify her chances to remove a weapon from the stone, and she was rewarded for her efforts. The quaking had separate the stone enough from the weapon to let her remove it from the earthen sheathe. the sword-smith quickly approaching the weapon to inspect it, telling her she pulled a Ryo Wazamono blade from the stone, a fair calibur weapon, with many jewels decorating it, however the vibrations had kept the weapon shaking, while the man inspected it, perhaps Catherine shouldn't quake this powerful when holding metal.

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The chosen one the crowd deemed Draco, as the young man with nothing more then pure strength and a iron will removed the weapon from the stone, the weapon sparkling in the light before him, the metal was fine to the point of no imperfection, with a soft wooden handle that matched the smoothest skin, a weapon of elegance and beauty.

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[/b] Kusanagi
WEAPON RANGE: Moderate
WEAPON PRICE: event award
WEAPON DESCRIPTION: the weapon that was drawn from the stone by the mortal hands of Draco is known as the Grass Cutter blade. The weapon was a nodachi in shape, and figure, the handle of the weapon made from ivory silk wrapped around gentle carved wood, with no guard the steel met the weapon, as it traveled 54 cm to the tip of the weapon. however the thickness of the blade could be no wider then a blade of grass, razor thin the weapon had incredible durability and strength. the weapon rarely finding a challenge for its cutting ability. The weapon is a O Wazamono grade weapon.
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[b]WEAPON NAME:[/b] Kusanagi
[b]WEAPON RANGE:[/b] Moderate
[b]WEAPON PRICE:[/b] event award
[b]WEAPON DESCRIPTION:[/b] the weapon that was drawn from the stone by the mortal hands of Draco is known as the Grass Cutter blade. The weapon was a nodachi in shape, and figure, the handle of the weapon made from ivory silk wrapped around gentle carved wood, with no guard the steel met the weapon, as it traveled 54 cm to the tip of the weapon. however the thickness of the blade could be no wider then a blade of grass, razor thin the weapon had incredible durability and strength. the weapon rarely finding a challenge for its cutting ability. The weapon is a O Wazamono grade weapon.
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The Cyborg took the weapon with both his hands, trying to draw it with all his strength, however he would be the first defeated by the stone of seastone. the blade did not adjust to his grip, perhaps only mortals deserved such a weapon, however he did not leave empty handed, the sword smith approached the cyborg and opened out his reach, a sheathed Wazamono grade weapon held out before it. he wanted the cyborg to appriecate the history of the weapons, a standard daito being handed to the cyborg.

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Marik's fate was much like the cyborg before him, either he simply wasn't strong enough to remove the weapon, or the blade in the stone simply did not trust him with its strength. much like the cyborg the sword-smith approached the male, he did not want anyone leaving with the hatred towards bladed weapons, removing a small wakazashi from his grasp with a dark violet sheathe.

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Arthuria when taking the blade into her hands would feel a sudden gust of wind, removing her blade the stone that once kept it sealed would whistle as the further she removed it the more sound it made, removing the blade it released a massive stream of wind and energy, the weapon free from the stone once more, the sword-smith quickly approached the sword of legend.

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[/b] Zephyr
WEAPON RANGE: Moderate
WEAPON PRICE: event award
WEAPON DESCRIPTION: this weapon, is the goddess of wind sealed into material form. the weapon appears much like a standard katana, a hilt made of black and silver cloth, wrapped around in circles, a pattern of clouds making the grip, reaching the guard that appears much like a gust of wind, several swirls around the center of the weapon. with the etched weapon starting from the guard, extended 60cm beyond that point. the weapon itself appears to have a layer of energy coating it, air quickly swirling around the blade, the raw energy of wind cutting in the direction of the swing. the steel forged with carbon give the weapon an ebony and silver hue that many blades can not mimic. while blades of steel can be blocked, the blades of air created by this blade are much harder to avoid. this weapon is an Saijo Wazamono grade weapon, one of the four legendary elemental blades.
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[b]WEAPON NAME:[/b] Zephyr
[b]WEAPON RANGE:[/b] Moderate
[b]WEAPON PRICE:[/b] event award
[b]WEAPON DESCRIPTION:[/b] this weapon, is the goddess of wind sealed into material form. the weapon appears much like a standard katana, a hilt made of black and silver cloth, wrapped around in circles, a pattern of clouds making the grip, reaching the guard that appears much like a gust of wind, several swirls around the center of the weapon. with the etched weapon starting from the guard, extended 60cm beyond that point. the weapon itself appears to have a layer of energy coating it, air quickly swirling around the blade, the raw energy of wind cutting in the direction of the swing. the steel forged with carbon give the weapon an ebony and silver hue that many blades can not mimic. while blades of steel can be blocked, the blades of air created by this blade are much harder to avoid. this weapon is an Saijo Wazamono grade weapon, one of the four legendary elemental blades.
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Bishamon was the user of the Ice Logia, using its strength to not touch the stone made of the material he could not touch, using it the weapon began to draw, however during the final portion of its removal the blade shattered, much like his ice would under pressure, the blade splintering into several large pieces. the blade smith quickly approaching the weapon and inspecting it with sorrow, however not all news was bad, the weapon could be one of legends, however he wouldn't know wither until it was fixed by a master smith, for now he deemed the weapon Heta Wazamono, but he advised him to search for the master smith in the grand-line.

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Lich under went the transformation of the Zoan Class fruit he possessed, becoming a demi-god in appearance as he grabbed for the weapon and removed it from the seastone, as well as removing the seastone from the ground, the rock of stone hitting the ground as the weapon remained in the grasp of Lich, the cyborg had removed the weapon, the smith quickly coming to inspect the weapon.

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[/b] Ether Blade
WEAPON RANGE: Moderate
WEAPON PRICE: event award
WEAPON DESCRIPTION: this weapon is made from a very rare substance found only in the Grand-Line, and strangely enough from the young male's body while in the form. at closer look the weapon was compeltly different before drawn, but with its mimicking like nature, the weapon adapted the nearest substance, the weapon quickly becoming the substance the male was during his removal of the weapon. The weapon now permanently stuck in this shape and form, it would prove to assist the young male, the substance amplifying his devil fruit powers. the blade itself is a standard nodachi, with no significant marks or features. The smith quickly found a sheath, silver and sparkling, almost like a mirror for the copying property of the blade. the substance made the blade quickly into O Wazamono grade.
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[b]WEAPON NAME:[/b] Ether Blade
[b]WEAPON RANGE:[/b] Moderate
[b]WEAPON PRICE:[/b] event award
[b]WEAPON DESCRIPTION:[/b] this weapon is made from a very rare substance found only in the Grand-Line, and strangely enough from the young male's body while in the form. at closer look the weapon was compeltly different before drawn, but with its mimicking like nature, the weapon adapted the nearest substance, the weapon quickly becoming the substance the male was during his removal of the weapon. The weapon now permanently stuck in this shape and form, it would prove to assist the young male, the substance amplifying his devil fruit powers. the blade itself is a standard nodachi, with no significant marks or features. The smith quickly found a sheath, silver and sparkling, almost like a mirror for the copying property of the blade. the substance made the blade quickly into O Wazamono grade.
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Morgan would have had this weapon in his hands, however due to the nature of seastone and the devil fruit that he had eaten, the oil simply made the grip of the blade not want to be taken by the young pirate, the power of the cursed fruit would cost him this weapon. though the smith would give the male something he could hold onto, the stick grip of the Wazamono kept the sword in his hand, the weapon was an rapier, with a fancy guard and handle.

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Pendragon, despite his size being a giant would not fair much different compared to the previous contendant Morgan, the blade from the stone would not move, even with his size and powers the sword remained sheathed within the stone. Perhaps it was the fact he was to large, and couldn't move it easily between the nooks and crannies of the rocks. Though he would not walk away empty handed, the sword smith approached and handed the giant a tool for him to use, a massive two handed blade for him to swing. the weapon of Wazamono grade.

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[Bishamon Jarret]

Bishamon was all too disappointed at his sword breaking. Just his luck too, he needed more finesse. He stood there, his ice melting away from the blades, his eyes closed. That was until the smith walked over. He was sad as well, such a shame. But something perked his interest. He was told to seek a master smith within the grand land. He would gather the hilt, and the sword pieces and wrap them in cloth for safe keeping. If anything, out of respect to the creator and the sword, he would try and have it put back together.

It seemed like an adventure to go on for a chance of pace. He would gladly take this challenge on. His curiosity a need that must be satisfied or he would go nuts. With that, he bowed to the smith and left with his prize of sorts.

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[Catherine 'Kitty' West]

Catherine swung the sword a couple of times. It was quite light and seemed to cut through the air with ease. It was strange to think that her body could create a cutting edge stronger then this sword. However, that required a lot of effort. With this...she could cut easily without too much effort. She bowed to the man and thanked him. The weapons others had drawn were quite impressive. Hers was one of the weakest, which dissapointed her, but at least she had got something and it hadn't broken.

The sword itself interested her greatly. It was long straight sword with one straight edge and one saw toothed edge. Its hilt was black. What was strange about it though was that it was identical to a sword she had been planning to get forged, well two swords technically, except for the jewels. It fitted perfectly into a slot on her large fusion sword Despair increasing its size slightly and giving part of it a greater cutting edge.

"I name this sword...Agony." she said walking away with the sword now in place on her back, combined with her other two blades. She had three swords now, which meant she had a lot more variety then before. Perhaps she should begin training in the three sword style Santoryu.

[Kai Shinsei]

The cyborg had failed in his mission to pull a sword from the stone. His strength had not been enough. Or perhaps only the chosen could pull the sword from the stone? Most of those who had succeded seemed to be pirates. Perhaps it was biased so only pirates could succeed? A bounty hunters had broken. It was just a theory however and he didn't really care. It was just a way to get a decent weapon for free and he had been given an ok weapon. He looked at the man and bowed thanking the man.

He now had a wazamono grade weapon. It did not suit his fighting style, but perhaps he could adapt. He wished it was something better so he compete with the one man he wished to defeat above all others. One of the men in charge of these events: Javier.

The sword he had been given was odd to his eyes, but strangely appealing. It was pure white, both blade and hilt. He nodded to himself and whispered the word: Blutgang. That was what the sword would be named. It would be a new addition to his fighting style.