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There is a limit to how much pain a human can endure.
In countless heroic tales, heroes don't even flinch at a broken arm.
But reality is different.
A mere hairline fracture can easily leave someone helpless.
Only those who have never experienced it claim that you can overcome it through sheer willpower.
Nowhere was that fact more apparent than on the Western Front.
Knights and noble scions arriving at the front for the first time thought:
This is a front with penicillin and healing through holy power.
If my left arm gets hit, can't they just cut it off on the spot and let me fight with my right...
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