Bab 175: Going back to the blacksmith

The next day Cain went to Dolrig first thing in the morning accompanied by Gracie, she was with him to order her throwing knives. Even though it was a cold morning, Dolrig was beating the hell out of his metal.

"Are you inside?" Cain yelled from outside. "I'm not, return tomorrow!" A voice replied.

"Let's get inside, it's a bit cold," Cain said to Gracie as he opened the door. "You bastard I told you..." Dolrig immediately closed his mouth when he saw the girl behind Cain, yet there was something strange about her. She was about to throw something.

A batter knife flew right by Dolrig's face and took some hair from his beard. "Don't kill him," Cain said with a small arc of lightning running between his fingers. "You would have hit straight in the nose if I didn't diverge the shot."