Liam couldn't help but glance at the huge slab again. He had to admit he felt mighty wielding such a heavy tool, and the matter involved more than childish excitement.
A longer reach was a valuable advantage. It was true with height, claws, and especially weapons. The superior range enabled first strikes, which often became decisive blows in battles.
Weight was also a factor. Magical weapons were, well, magical, but some natural traits remained. Chances were, Liam could achieve effects similar to the Seismic Palm when swinging something so heavy.
Ultimately, there was some undeniable truth about the Disciplinary Elder's opinion.
Liam was strong, incredibly so. His bloodline had gifted him with unmatched physical might, which would go to waste if he relied on small, sneaky tools, at least partially.
