"We will see them at the gala or whatever," Riven said and walked back into his smithy. Noel followed him in, he looked around at the works that his brother had completed and then spoke.
"You managed to do all this in a month?" He picked up a sword and inspected it before giving it a few swings.
"This is better than most swords, you could sell this for a good profit," Noel said.
"Nah, they are faulty works. They are supposed to be perfectly diffused with mana, giving them a reinforced state, but I wasn't able to do that for a while.
That sword in your hand, for example, has a lacking spot close to the tip and the base of the blade.
If those two parts are hit in battle, it would shatter the sword entirely," Riven said.
"Every sword has imperfections, calling it faulty because of that isn't right. Your work is good, I can tell because I've held a lot of swords," Noel said.
