Javier handed Rasdingen the notebook and gestured toward the massive adamantite sword. Leaning closer, he spoke with a tone of quiet authority.
"But don't tell anyone about this method, old man. I'm trusting you because you're my father's friend."
Rasdingen straightened up, his bulky frame almost casting a shadow over Javier. He thumped his broad chest with a grin.
"Aye, lad. You've got my word. Not a peep from me."
Javier smirked and turned to leave but stopped mid-step, glancing back with a mischievous glint in his eye.
"And by the way..."
Rasdingen tilted his head. "Aye? What is it?"
Javier's smirk widened into a grin. "This is the first time I've ever seen a giant dwarf! Which is it, old man—giant or dwarf?"
Before Rasdingen could process the jab, Javier dashed out of the workshop, his laughter echoing behind him.
Rasdingen blinked, then burst out laughing, his deep voice booming through the workshop.
