
the old man saw Arcane's actions instantly act fast and capture his male disciple and instantly perform healing magic.
on Arcane's side he immediately left with a stagger, the old man noticed that Arcane did not get any problems but ran out of mana.
the old man did not prolong the problem because it began with a small problem, after he finished healing his disciple he examined the spear left Arcane.
initially he wanted to pluck the thing but did not So because he sensed there was a trace of lightning magic in the spear and finally he checked with mana directly.
somehow he let out a purple aura, the man felt that slowly the lightning was gone but the traces were still there.
he also just realized that the metal object was attracted and attached to the iron spear, he was amazed by the phenomenon that occurred.
"intriguing"
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Arcane walked and finally reached the hotel where he was staying there he immediately fell on the mattress and closed his eyes.
but because the model room is 1 room 2 mattress of course when Arcane came Ghor knew it, but at that time he did not dare to disturb him.
a little while later when the day began to noon although the capacity where Arcane had not been fully filled he still forced a wake, he was not accustomed to sleep quietly in the moment he had affairs.
when he woke up next to his bed there was Ghor kneeling and in front of him there was a hammer and raw iron, Arcane was confused and just looked at Ghor in front of him.
on the other hand, Ghor, who realized that Arcane had woken up, began to speak.
"in the Dwarven tradition when we make a mistake and apologize we will hand over the hammer and chunk of iron.
you can do anything with that hammer and that lump of iron including killing me"
Arcane was still confused and asked.
"why did you do it? "
"i don't know what you're having, but it looks like you have a big problem so that's why I'm doing our thing"
Arcane got up and grabbed Ghor's hammer he then lifted him up and looked at him.
"in this world every living thing must have something that is very attached to each individual.
the horn attached to it if it disappears then it can be considered the individual is dead"
Ghor lowered his head and sweat started dripping on his forehead.
"sandang.... "
a loud bang came from in front of Ghor when he looked ahead he was shocked because a chunk of iron/sword-shaped stone was plastered in front of him.
it was an iron that he had never seen about the thing that was in front of him, and for some reason he wanted so badly to hold the thing that was in front of him.
under normal conditions maybe the dwarves will not glance at the difference that Arcane brings and that is only because 1 thing Arcane carries is waste in their eyes.
the dwarves' self-esteem was very high and they would not accept something that looked like trash, then Arcane immediately spoke up.
"do you know what that is? "
Arcane asked about the object he got when robbing a weapon from the palace he wanted to judge the object but no one knew and this opportunity finally came.
Ghor was a little confused and he immediately took his hammer and hit the iron Arcane and.
"DANGGGG....... "
loud buzzing ensued Ghor and Arcane even had to cover both his ears