Swing, chop, block! Sweat fills the young man's eyes, hands do not obey. But even after all the work under the burning sun, the young man never stopped training with a sword, now with the iron one. The years passed, mother was getting old and Galahad, all grown-up, replaced her in the field. It's not easy raising a child alone, especially when the levies are becoming higher reducing the already meager wages of ordinary peasants. Mother, tired from a long work day just smiled looking at her growing son. ![]() "Look mom, I'm a knight!" – little Galahad shouted swinging his wooden sword, – “C'mon, Mom, I'm really brave!”. ![]() The Iron Skies skill now deals extra pure damage.
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