The Steel Mace's Worth

'There we go.'

Just when Damian was for his next training partner, another Den blocked his path. Thankfully, the one only had half a dozen Hobgoblins inside, so it wasn't that much different from what Damian was seeking.

'A stray would have been good for a warm up, but this is just per usual.'

Since when had he not learned under extreme conditions? As was the case every single time, Iris' talent only blossomed in this manner.

Of course, getting to know the weapon and how to move it first would have been a bonus. However, Damian didn't think that a tutorial was necessary.

'This is one of the reasons I wanted a Mace.'

Any weapon required a certain level of know-how before it could be properly used, but blunt weapons were meant to be used by anyone who could handle their weight.

Although precise movements would be hard at the start, Damian was confident in delivering attacks when needed!

"Greeean!"