Chapter 121: A favour
"I-i did it~" Kyle panted, beads of sweat streaming down his body as he stared at the sword in front. There was a mixed expression plastered on his face, as his hands were trembling greatly the hammer still clutched in his hand.
"Well done boy.. I had my doubts, but looks like you ain’t all bark and no bite afterall." Darwin smiled inspecting the sword. When Kyle had watched Darwin, he concluded it to be easy as he hadn’t know how swords were made, so he thought it wouldn’t be difficult.
Picking the steel he placed it on the table, heating it in the burning furnace. Carrying it out after a while, and placing it on the anvil used by Darwin.
’The flames would be my only challenge.’ Kyle thought, wiping some beads of sweat off from his forehead. He still didn’t know how Darwin was immune to this burning flames, but he’d guessed the latter might be used to such environments, since he guessed he was a weaponsmith.
’Next was shaping the corners into a sword using the hammer.’ He remembered the process vividly, so it wouldn’t be a challenge at all. Touching the hammer, he could feel it was hot and slippery but he didn’t mind, he’d been in worse conditions. Lifting the hammer a bit from the table, the weight of it dawned on him, causing him to drop the hammer to the table.
’Shit! how many tonnes does this fucking hammer weighs.’ Kyle cursed. It was like he was lifting tons of trailers, stacked together. He didn’t know how strong he was as he’d never tried to guage it, but he knew he was stronger than most space guards here. But lifting the hammer wasn’t anything like punching a wall, no.. it was far more worse!
Glancing, he could see Darwin was staring at him with a sly smirk.
’I can’t afford to look weak in the presence of this stupid dwarf.’ Gritting his teeth, Kyle struggled to lift the hammer adding every bit of strength to his arms. After some seconds, he finally managed to lift the hammer panting a bit.
’Now I just have to hit it, how hard can it be?’ Kyle nervously chuckled, taking a deep breath. Bringing the hammer down, it looked like he was falling from a high tower, as the hammer pulled his body a bit forward.
’Clang!’
A loud clang noise resounded, followed by the revibrating pulsing feeling coursing through Kyle’s body, as the hammer came to a sudden stop.