I finally got around to giving Breath of the Wild a serious go today. I’d just gotten my pants enhanced by a fairy, so I was feeling pretty confident about my defensive prowess – and then a goblin one-shotted me with a garden rake.
Clearly I’ve got a long way to go.
“Modest”, you say?
Let me paint a picture for you:
I’m riding across a barren heath in the dead of night and the driving rain, illumined only by distant flashes of lightning.
As I crest the next hill, a hulking masked man stands, motionless, in the road before me.
I draw my horse to a stop.
Unspeaking, he draws his sword.
He raises his weapon in a gesture that’s both a salute to a fellow warrior and a promise of swift death.
He is immediately struck by lightning and killed instantly.
I pick up his sword and continue on my way.
Once I got my rubber armour set enhanced twice so I got the unshockable perk, riding around in thunderstorms with a metal weapon equipped and getting my enemies struck by lightning was one of my favourite things to do.