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- You may be young, but you're still a man – of course, you have enough strength. And with practice, the necessary muscles will develop. Lucon gives Asmidul one of his many pickaxes, finds suitable stones nearby, and instructs the apprentice on how to break them effectively.
After three hours of this activity, the pickaxe no longer feels like a foreign object (proficiency with the pickaxe can be learned for experience).
—I never imagined myself in such a situation... Whew. —Heaving a sigh from the unfamiliar strain, the southerner awkwardly straightens his back and wipes the sweat from his brow. Now, in addition to his heavier legs, he barely felt his arms. —Yeah, I'll have to get in shape. —Bending his elbow, he watched with interest as an involuntary twitch ran across his wrist. —Thanks, Lucon, now I just need to gain some experience. Whew. Is there any water by any chance?