[ Stella lets herself have a monent to appreciate the delightful cosmic irony of her being asked to pull a sword while in, you know, Avalon and with the completely baseless confidence of any old teenage girl she immediately grins and rolls her shoulders. ]
It's just a sword, right? How hard could it be?
[ She grasps the sword's handle and gives it a tug.
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It's just a sword, right? How hard could it be?
[ She grasps the sword's handle and gives it a tug.
...
She gives it a tug.
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She gives it a– okay, hold in a second. ]
W–wait, why the heck is this thing so heavy?!