When we arrived at the training camp, located at some distance from the gendarmerie, the Major opened the locked fence with a key he found, after some searching, in a flower pot (considering this was the only flower pot in a radius of a hundred yards, its purpose was clear; could they be more obvious?).
I followed him as he went around, activating the golems.
"We'll start with one for now," he said. "Let him attack you, and you should also fight him. Don't hit him too hard, or you'll get hurt; just marking an attack is enough."
"And what about the defense?" I asked. "It's not like the golem can attack me magically."
"That's what I'm for," the Major said. "You need to defend yourself against me and attack the golem. Use whatever you want against the golem."
Great. I eyed the golem, mad
