Yes. I was hiding my strength!

"A chance to learn what a high-level swordsman feels when he believes in his sword. So feel your sword."

Ifrit's voice was coming out of the wooden sword as that was the shape that he was in at the moment.

Rin nodded and followed Ifrit's instruction to feel her sword. It wasn't hard. Rin didn't have to touch the blade of the wooden sword or touch it inch by inch to feel it but instead, she could feel the connection between herself and Ifrit.

Just like how she could control her arm, hand, and her fingers, the sword was the same for Rin.

Rin could feel a portion of strength flowing into her sword while at the same time, the sword, in this case, Ifrit was lending her strength. It was a connection where both the owner and the weapon were providing each other an enormously big amount of strength all the time.

"What is this strength, Ifrit?"