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"A hex?" While Kisaki wasn't exactly an expert on the subject of magical terminology, he knew hexes were bad. Usually they involved curses of some kind, and he'd heard more than one tale of an unwary traveller getting cursed by some enchanted object. However, that seemed to contradict the weapon's healing capabilities. And it was most odd that a creature would be sealed inside of a blade. "I believe I'll keep the sword for now, but I may return to sell it later." Kisaki didn't want to get the hedge wizard's hopes too high, after all the plan that now formed in his head would quite probably leave the blade worthless even if it failed. But it never hurt to leave a spot reserved. Kisaki folded the burlap cloth over the artifact again, making sure not to touch it. After all, most cursed blades seemed to apply their effect once they were touched.

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The blade was lodged firmly into the crevice, the top 50cm of the blade clamped between solid granite. It had been placed on a small elevated platform with a crack large enough to hold the blade. The holt was about eye-height to Kisaki, as he looked at it. He slowly wrapped a burlap cloth around his hand, he had no intention of touching it. He honestly didn't know if his burlap would actually protect him from the blade's magic, but it was definitely better than nothing. Slowly he moved towards the blade, as he shed his heavily weighted clothing. He'd been charging up for the last half hour or so, and he was currently at his full capacity. If he was ever going to be able to pull this off, it would be right now.

Of course, he had no idea if his plan would work. It might just fail. Or, worst case scenario, get him cursed. But if it did what he expected, he'd free the being inside of this blade. Of course, the cautious part of his mind shouted at him that this blade could contain anything from a peaceful nature spirit to a raging demon god, but he was already well aware of the risk. If it turned out that the creature was benevolent, he might be able to gain a boon for freeing it from it's prison. If not... well, he'd certainly get a good workout. He wasn't really certain which one he was hoping for, but he wasn't one for hope. He'd take whatever happened, and make the best of it.

Taking one last deep breath, he shifted into the Dragon stance. A balanced stance focused on powerful striking attacks. He'd use about 10% of his total energy reserve, the maximum amount he was able to use safely. He could use more, but that would start to deal damage to his own body, which he didn't want. He shifted his feat, making his resolve. Then, he shot forward, launching himself off the ground towards the enchanted blade. He put his whole body behind his fist, and pumped it full of power. This strike held about 20 tons of force, enough power to put a dent in most tanks. But his punches did so much more than that, as Dragon Formed absorbed and redirected the return force, increasing the strength of his attack by 80%. The total sum of 36 tons of force was concentrated on the area just below the crossguard, where the blade met the hilt, the weakest part of the blade. A single line of force, thinner than a sheet of paper, as if it had been hit by a blade of some sort. Even as the metal attempted to convey the energy to other parts of the blade, Kisaki's fist instantly and reactively absorbed 80% of the vibrations and redirected them right onto the crack, a technique that negated metal's ability to convey energy and made it act like a brittle substance when it wasn't. This was his most powerful punch, and his greatest shot at breaking the blade.