Sophie walked to the laboratory apparatus and grabbed the knife storage blocks.
Luke said, "That one with the black handle."
She nodded.
She grabbed the knife and was amazed by its size.
She opened her stone fist and saw her palm was even stonified.
Then, she tried to caress the sharp part of the knife with her index and a creaking noise resonated.
There was a sharp line traced left behind but there was no blood gushing out of her index finger.
She was in awe.
'The knife was so sharp but it barely sliced through my stone skin.'
Suddenly, there was a mischievous voice echoing behind her.
"Now, why don't you try punching the sharp part?"
An image of her punching the sharp part of the knife suddenly appeared, with her stone fist dividing into two.
She shivered in terror.
However, she must perform what her Young Highness ordered her to do.
Hence, she nodded.
"No, I was just kidding."