I left part of my sanity on a beach in The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild. After hours of failure from pillar to post in Hyrule, of dying at the hands of Bokoblins, Moblins, and various other iconic Zelda foes, I had a sword. A real sword. Not a wooden club, a garden tool, or the bony severed arm of a fallen Lizalfo. An actual, fully-functioning blade – icy blue with a gunmetal grip and orange stripes wrapped around the hilt. A reward for overcoming a hostile robot deep within an underground shrine north east of Faron Woods. A Guardian Sword, in all its glory. The catch, however, was in the small print. Or, rather, at the end of the item description that I clearly hadn't read before taking up arms. "Guardian Sword: A sword often wielded by Guardian Scouts. Its blue energy blade is a product of ancient technology… It's not very durable." And now, here I stand, teary-eyed and stranded on the golden sands of Hateno Be