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The giant was studying Withal in return, and he now asked, ‘You made this cursed weapon?’ ‘I did.’ The back-handed slap caught Withal by surprise, sent him flying backward. Thumping hard onto his back, staring up at the spinning blue sky – that suddenly filled with the warrior, looking down. ‘Don’t do it again.’
At the forge, Withal found an old hammer, and prepared to undo all that he had done. Although, he realized as he set the sword down on the rust-skinned anvil and studied the blood-splashed blade, that was, in all truth, impossible. After a moment, the weaponsmith raised the hammer. Then brought it down.
‘You have all there is of me, all that’s left…’ Unconsciously, her hand lifted to settle on her stomach. Before too long, she would be doing a lot of that.
