Chapter 52
Racks, shelves, and tables filled the entire room, showcasing a range of varied weaponry. From swords, spears, and bows, nearly all the type was there. Max looked around, trying to see if there were any advance types such as guns or the likes. But there doesn’t seem to be any. “All right! Now we’re talking.” Josh jumped in joy, hands clenched in sheer excitement, seeing the selection they had available. The others were quick to follow the guy as he made his way to some weapons, giddy in choosing one which would suit him. “Seems they are giving us a fighting chance.” Ragnar murmured, a grin rising from his lips upon noticing there were also some armor there. From vest to chain mails, the room was like some kind of museum. “Would it even matter now? We’re basically in last place.” Er
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