The Wizard led me to the middle of the village, a few old men glancing over before going back to their cards.
"Here it is, the Sword of Power."
I stared at a dull sword stuck in a stone.
"A thousand years ago, King-"
"So what are you supposed to do?"
"Ahem.
The future ruler of this land is said to be able to pull the sword out. Now, I can't use magic on the sword, so-"
"What about the stone?"
"What?"
"Just weaken the stone, it'll slide right out."
I guess that's why he picked me for the job.
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