The Spell (Sak and vampire)

I sighed, "you should relax."

"Relax? Why?"

"You're hurt," I said.

"So?" I contuine to polish the blades.

"You won't be healed as quickly."

"I cant sit still."

"Alright," I said.

I nodded.

I sat back again.

I finished them and looked at them.

"They are beautiful."

"Oh thank you." I said. "I desined them my self. Before i was using a flimsy steel to make them but they would break every time. So while i was gone for as long as i was. I could make them out of what they call a demons steel. Which is a stronger steel than they have here."

"I know all about it. We've had to figure out something to counter it and so far we just hope for a weakness in the fighter," I said.

I nodded. "I noticed."

"Yeah, oh well," I said.

"And these things are not light either." I handed him one of them.

I lifted it without much trouble. "A little heavier than the average weapon."

I nodded. "yea just a little bit." I took the holders off my arms since it wouldn't make since to wear them since I wouldn't be in any condition to fight for a while. "The way I shaped the blade was so they could be easily attached to these when fighting to keep my hands free to do what they need to stop something."

"That's a good idea," I replied.

I nodded. "I had it planned out for years just never had the right material till this mess happened."

"I remember you mentioning some ideas of weapons," I said.

I nodded. "And no one was willing to give up their good stuff and gave me the crappy stuff."

"I think you did well though," I said.

"Well thank you." I said. All of a sudden the cut stung like a b!tch so I laid back.

I place her weapons on the table next to her. I noticed she was in pain and replied, "I told you to relax."