Chapter 36: Notice of the Empty Scabbard

"Heh!" Old Henry squeezed a short, strange laugh from his throat. His sharp gray eyes unceremoniously looked Raine up and down, as if evaluating a piece of untanned rawhide.

"Boy, look at those scrawny arms and legs of yours!" He waved the Cow Bone Hammer around, looking exactly like an old Goblin bearing its fangs and brandishing its claws. "If that Razor Beast goes berserk, it'll smash your frail body and your armor into pieces! You wouldn't even be able to find the bone scraps!"

His grayish-white beard curled up in excitement as he gestured wildly, the Cow Bone Hammer letting out a WHOOSH in the air. "Back in the day, Iron Butterfly Tie was a burly man who could arm-wrestle a Bear Goblin in heat! Even he failed while leading four fully equipped experts!"