***Wolf’s POV***
Dak was an excellent teacher, and after my first blade was completed, he talked to me a bit about imbuing magic into a blade while I was making it. He also explained about different additives that could be added, like dragon scales, and diamond powder that would make the blade unique and even more powerful. Dak picked up my sword, I had had it since I was a child. “I am sure this has served you well, but this is pitifully inferior, and you will be making yourself new battle blades.” He said tossing my sword and long knife across the room into a pile of junk metal. “Do you even like using a sword? It seems so large and cumbersome for someone of your stature.” He picked it up like it was a grimey shoe, using only two fingers, and scrunching his face.
“I do just fine.” I sa
