The young man in front of her rubbed his chin in embarrassment.
"I apologize for our insufficiencies. But you cannot underestimate the—"
Kelly shook her head, her eyebrows furrowing slightly. "I wasn't talking to you."
She took a few steps back, looking above her, where the sound of hammering kept resounding through the building.
Every once in a while, the building seemed to shake slightly, as if the force of the hammering was enough to move its foundation.
On her shoulder, Orion was looking up too, his face expressionless. Although Kelly could tell from the faint narrowing of his eyes that he was annoyed.
"That's the blacksmith who forged all the artifacts here, right?"
Elliot's eyes seemed to brighten at her words, his face filled with undeniable pride. "Of course. Master Bran has quite the reputation in Hornswort. After all, he is one of the few High Grade Two blacksmiths in town."
