Escape and Fake Pursuit

"The blueprint!" Noah said. He was quickly shown and he observed it. Noah's heart pounded as he checked, it was just similar but the whole principle was different.

Noah grabbed a sword and mimicked it. His entire arm strength went to his grip and the handle bent away.

"You gotta be kidding me!" Both Master V and Noah's group eyes bulge out. Did he just steal someone's techniques with a casual glance?

"Tell me this is the most basic grip."

"That... Inferior Grade level 4 grip! You just did" Master V stammered.

"And how many grades do you have!" Noah asked. 

"To...to medium. I was limited by my…"

Noah smiled as he looked at his hand. He grabbed another sword and grip it, it firmly attached to his arm and he swung it. A smile and excitement plaster on his face.