[And this is what he sounds nervous about. He knows the Sparda is likely to be picky about who it allows to wield it. What will it think of him? Only one way to find out...
He spreads his wings and floats up to hover in front of the sword. There's a moment's hesitation as he reaches out, then takes a deep breath and grabs the hilt to pull it free of the concrete it's embedded in. The blade thus freed, he holds it level in front of him to look it over.]
I know...this tree is something neither of us ever wanted to see again, huh?
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[And this is what he sounds nervous about. He knows the Sparda is likely to be picky about who it allows to wield it. What will it think of him? Only one way to find out...
He spreads his wings and floats up to hover in front of the sword. There's a moment's hesitation as he reaches out, then takes a deep breath and grabs the hilt to pull it free of the concrete it's embedded in. The blade thus freed, he holds it level in front of him to look it over.]
I know...this tree is something neither of us ever wanted to see again, huh?