"I don't have technique, though. ...Unless you count 'put the blade in the enemy'," Eirea says, smiling lightly. As Grall asks her to draw her blade, her smile widens briefly. Taking one hand off the hilt of the sword, letting the blade rest on the ground to keep from having to hold it one-handed, she closes her fingers around the air at her waist, then extends that hand to Grall, still holding the air as if her hand was closed around a hilt of some sort.
"Here is my blade. Be careful with it, it's fragile," she says.