'What the hell...?" Wain muttered inwardly while looking at Skyla's fist with a dazed look.
"You seem surprised, though that's not surprising. It's my main trump card, so I usually try to hide it, but I showed you my power to make you sure that our operation is successful." Skyla uttered with a confident smile as she unclenched her fist.
"How did you get this power?" Wain asked with a serious look.
"Huh, don't even try to find out, there's no way I'm telling you about it as you about Ether, right?" Skyla smirked.
Wain frowned but, after a while, sighed as he realized that Skyla was absolutely right.
"Okay, now that the plan is clear, now it's time for the fun part." Fosko said with a sly smile on his face, "Wain, what do you want? Don't be shy, but remember that Skyla and I are not gods."
"A blacksmith. I want a blacksmith, the best in Dermin or that you know personally." Wain gave an immediate reply.
