Aaron clenched the swordstaff in his hands.
It was a two-handed weapon and great for all kinds of different attacks.
He could slash with the blade, hit blunt with the pommel on the staff, stab with the pointed edge and even block with the long body of the weapon.
It was a very all rounded weapon, and if there was any flaw, it was that it was heavy.
A lot of metal was used in its forgery, thus increasing its weight and making the fighting style more on the slower side compared to the lighter and swifter weapons…
Or that's how it should be.
But Aaron was not a normal man. He was an aspiring raider, with a ton of stats under his belt.
The reason he specifically picked this swordstaff was because its weight was decently in his comfort zone, and to make it better, it would only get increasingly lighter as the more stats he gets!
Thus, Aaron wasn't worried.
He calmly watched as the hobgoblin shrieked at him and then began to charge at Aaron with a decent agility.
