"Pomelo tries to pull Eugene's sword from his hand, but the red-haired guy rotates the sword halfway, until his grip meets Pomelo's heel. Eugene swings his sword as if it's a golf club, knocking Pomelo off-balance, lying on his back. Pomelo scrambles to get up, but Eugene's sword is already on his neck.

"Don't touch my sword again, filthy bum," the boy grunts.

He used his sword and turned it into a lever action. Very solid swordsmanship, that. It takes a typical swordsman at least twenty years to even attempt something like that."