Malakor Harrington found Aditya in his bedroom. His grandson was busy engraving runes on a beautifully forged piece of chestplate.
Understanding that he needed to focus and hurriedly get his things done, the girls left him alone. No one disturbed him for hours, not even for meals.
While working, even Aditya himself forgot about the upcoming war and was completely absorbed in his work.
"Grandpa, did something happen?" Aditya paused for a moment and asked.
"Sorry for disturbing you."
But Aditya immediately shook his head. "There is no need for you to apologise. If you have come to find me, then it must be something very important."
Malakor Harrington smiled and nodded his head. At least, he felt that what he was going to show Aditya was going to be very important. "The war is going to start soon. I want to show you something."
