"How heavy can a tiny weapon like that be?" Saint Forrester said, then he crouched down to pick up the iron crab mallet. The saint's veins popped out but he still wasn't able to lift it up. In the end, he gave up and held his waist carefully. "My back almost cracked. And damn, the crab mallet is seriously hot."
That's what i was thinking as well
"How heavy can a tiny weapon like that be?" Saint Forrester said, then he crouched down to pick up the iron crab mallet. The saint's veins popped out but he still wasn't able to lift it up. In the end, he gave up and held his waist carefully. "My back almost cracked. And damn, the crab mallet is seriously hot."
Mommy Villainess
Fantasy · sola_cola