With enough work, anything was possible.
To Henry's surprise, the more weathered knights slowly stopped looking smug each time he went to practice and started taking him seriously.
Each swipe of his sword felt lighter and the lack of vision started to be less of a hindrance as he got used to using his other senses. There was a point where his body was so sore that it felt numb to the burning sensation of having to move so much weight and move it quickly.
Once he reached that stage of numbness, there was no one who could stop him.
Even though his mind was telling him to keep going forward and get used to the pain, the commander gave the knights who were participating in practice with the Royal Knights a day off. Henry decided he should pay the peasant village a quick visit.
