The doors flew open. A tall middle-aged man with a straight back, sharp eyebrows, and a thin beard was standing right there. He looked down and saw Clay. Clay took out the short sword and the bracers and handed them towards him and said, "Sir, take a look at these."
The fury in the man's eyes was evident. Soon as he saw the bracers and the short sword, they eased up. The old man's eyes where lit with the glow of interest. He grabbed the items, looked them over. He had already sent his energy into them and spoke out, "Clay, where did you find these? They're miraculous. You didn't make these, where did you get them? It even has a energy vein!"
