He had no problem lifting thousands of pounds with his strength. How was it possible that he could not lift a sword?

"Try again," Walter urged.

Ben didn't dare to hesitate. Taking a deep breath, he clasped both hands tightly on the sword's hilt and pulled it upwards with all his might.

His veins popped, and his face flushed. He used all his strength, but the sword did not budge an inch.

"Master Chasey, this won't work. I can't lift it." Heaving a long sigh, Ben was already drenched in sweat.