'Yes!' Dean celebrated in his mind, grinning while looking at that nearly perfect blade molded in front of him.
The boy was ecstatic due to his new achievement. He was happy from the bottom of his heart for finally being able to get something to protect himself.
'After these days needing to deal with Dreads without a proper weapon, a knife seem like an Excalibur, or even better! This way, I will be able to survive. And it came at a good time. These past two days I spent just meditating, training, and resting. I didn't hunt anything except for small animals, so I am quite hungry. I feel like my body is already losing strength, so it would be good to get some food as soon as I can find a proper grip to this blade and turn it into a knife for real.'
