Thane examined the other swords William had replicated, unable to stop his body from trembling. Limping, he approached William, his voice quivering, and asked, "Did you create all of these in just one day?"
William chuckled, "Or did you think they were all genuine?"
"Real ones..." Thane took a deep breath, murmured, "If they were all genuine, I wouldn't find it that surprising. But the fact that these are replicas..."
If everything in the room was authentic, that could be explained.
If these artifacts had always been in Ravenwood and the grand mage simply delivered them through William, then William would just be a middleman, nothing extraordinary.
But these artifacts were replicas!
William's craftsmanship was beyond terrifying!
"Who is your master?" Thane couldn't believe that someone of William's age with such skill wouldn't have a teacher.
William smiled faintly, "My master once advised me not to reveal his name to anyone."
