No Sword, No Problem: The Tale of Sweeny

Sweeny doesn’t need a sword or a spear. He has his fists—and that’s plenty. Armed with only a Wooden Buckler strapped to his arm and a ponytail that seems to challenge the wind itself, Sweeny is a force of nature.

Goblins? He pins them like wriggling fish. Chimeras? A swift headlock and they’re gasping for mercy. Once, a dragon tried its luck, only to end up in a wrestling hold so tight it flew off promising never to breathe fire again.

Sweeny roams the Runiverse, taking on monsters big and small with unshakable confidence. Villagers call him a hero, monsters call him terrifying, and Sweeny? He just calls himself a guy who can open any jar.

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