"What did you just say?" Danzel said with this chilling voice.
Even though Gerak tried to keep himself calm and serious, the sudden blood lust from Danzel was like throwing ice-cold water on top of him.
His heart started racing while cold sweat was already forming behind this back just by looking at him.
*Gulp...
Gerak nervously stared at Danzel, while this figure was by the second growing taller and taller.
"I..."
"Explain, if the answer is fitting then you might survive." Danzel interrupted Gerak.
'Maybe...' Gerak's grim expression became even worse by that word.
"Well...the thing is that the sword that I spend all my resources, including the money from you runes were spent into the creation of this work is back at my forge".
