"Entos! How did you make this?" Anfey asked, shocked by the power of the magic arrow in his hand. He was still only a beginner, but even he could feel the elemental surges from the arrow. He knew that this arrow must be very powerful. It must have been Entos’s creation. He was the only one among them that could make something like this.
Entos grinned but did not say anything.
Anfey lifted a brow and turned to Alice, who dismissed all the dwarves. She waited until the dwarves were out of earshot and rejoined the two.
Before Anfey could make a decision about whether or not he should ask Alice to leave as well, Entos sighed. "Jacob came to find me last night," he said.
Next to him, Alice frowned at the implications. Anfey leaned closer, intrigued by Jacob’s visit to Entos.
