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"My last weapon? Well she just couldn't keep up with me." Allan laughed to himself.
He gripped the hilt with one hand, and turned it around. He was now holding the katana in a reverse hold. He swung it around, mixing in a series of kicks and punches, and swinging the sword with perfect control.
He had used katanas before but something felt different. He moved faster, more precise, less fatigued by the constant attacks.
Is this the power of a weapon? He asked himself.

Allan took a pause and looked over the sword, it was perfectly balanced and sharpened. Just as soon as he began to admire it something overcame him. A sudden surge of power, like his entire body was becoming lighter, like his mind was more focused.
"Is this, is this soul harmony?" He asked Hoshiko.