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Mae didn't know if Ryu was just saying this to save face or if he meant something else.
"The weapon is designed specifically for me, I personally forged it. It's probably heavy in your hands, but it's as light as a feather in mine."
Mae blinked when she heard this. She had never heard of a weapon changing its weight depending on who was holding it. That seemed like something only a weapon that had birthed a spirit could do, but such weapons were…
Ryu pierced his great swordstaff into the ground and placed his hands on the gate. He felt a pressure weighing down upon him. But to his surprise, it vanished into thin air a moment later and the gates just swung open on their own, all nine tiers, in fact.