Craig swung his war hammer at the tree, slightly misjudging his distance. He ended up taking off some of the tree’s bark, before being thrown off balance due to the momentum of his swing, and thrown to the ground.
Craig was an aspiring warrior, training to test his might at an upcoming tournament. His weapon of choice? The war hammer. He felt it was the kind of weapon that really exuded strength and manliness, and he loved it. There was only one problem; Craig wasn’t strong enough to use it properly yet. He could swing it around, but with how heavy it was, he often felt himself being thrown around with it.
“I’ll never be ready in time,” he said with a sigh. The tournament was only a few days away, and he had already signed up, thinking he could just train extra hard to get ready for it. Unfortunately, things didn’t go as planned, and while Craig was improving, he was improving very slowly. He got up off the ground, and picked h