There was a clearing in the forest. Thanks to the rain the day before, the leaves and dirt had such a pure aroma. Whoever was lucky to see yesterday’s rainbow was also blessed. To some a rainbow was a symbol of beauty and to others it was hope. For a particular small hero, the rainbow gave plenty of inspiration.
“Alright, Heroes’ Sword, show me what you can do!” A wild healslime drew near holding a golden sword that he had earned, “I may fight more with my punches but there’s nothing wrong with learning more ways to fight.” With no fingers, his grip on the sword wasn’t perfect but it was the best a slime could do.