The mana flow paths were disoriented, this aligned with the strange weight of the weapon, made the sword far from the perfection achieved by the other blades he had tested that day.
When Luke finally finished powering the sword, his mana simply disappeared from within the equipnt.
A small burst of energy occurred, all the mana dissipated out of the sword. Surprising Luke and Ezra with the noise.
Mastering this sword was more complicated than Luke had imagined. The half-wolf then left the room to talk to Ezra.
"Please explain to how you imagined this sword... I just can't control it properly" Luke said.
Ezra started scratching his own head. Looking at the purple sword, the boy began trying to visualize the process of making the sword. However, even visualizing the original idea, it was still difficult to explain what the function of that sword actually looked like.
This was yet another design that Hepha had given Ezra in hand, aning that it was a sword that was planned by Hephaestus. While this ant that there was no reason why the planning of the weapon was the real problem, it was hard to understand why that item was so unbalanced.
If the sword design was not the problem, that implied that the problem was in the forging process. However, Ezra was a skilled blacksmith, it made no sense to imagine that his sword was defective.
"I'm sorry Master Luke. Maybe the problem is really just how I forged this sword. It won't happen again' Ezra said, visibly uncomfortable with Luke's feedback.
'It can't have been that. I tested the other items, I know Ezra's potential'
[I think I had an idea of what might have happened]
'I'm all ears'
[I believe it might be a disorder in the sword's mana supply, caused by different types of conflicting elents within the weapon]
'As if two very different elents are influencing each other's control?'
[Not exactly, it's as if two magic circles, because they are very different, are influencing each other. But that doesn't an that the problem is with the elent, but with the magic used to control that elent. Those magic circles must have changed the path with which your energy flows through the weapon]
'I see, that's why I had that feeling that my mana was taking a different course'
"Ezra, could the different magic circles inside the weapon end up getting in each other's way?" Luke questioned, as he crossed his arms.
"They certainly can, swords with multiple elents have just that problem..." as Ezra spoke, his face showed he understood what Luke and Balance had already talked about.
"Mister Luke!" Ezra cried out excitedly.
"Tell , what are the elents and spells of this sword" Luke said, with a smile on his face and an excited look.
Ezra then took his notebook and began to draw the spells used, unlike the other two weapons, this sword had two spells inside the weapon and an auxiliary one outside of it.
"The first spell is a toxin manipulation spell. It produces a purple toxic smoke, the other is about a simple lightning manipulation spell" Ezra said.
"And what is the function of the external sword spell?" Luke questioned, with one of his hands on his chin.
"I didn't quite understand why, Hepha asked to put a mana managent spell on it. Like the one used on mana powered artifacts" Ezra said, turning to Luke with a distressed face.
'Hephaestus... She really knows how to create good weapons.
[Were you able to understand how to use this sword?]
'Now it's completely obvious her function, the only question is whether I will be able to control her'
Luke then turned around and walked straight back to the door of the room.
"I will test this weapon again, if my idea is correct, maybe this will be one of your best weapons" Luke said.
"Wait!" Shouted Ezra.
Luke turned around worriedly.
"I will increase the intensity of the airflow. If you feel weakened by the smoke, raise your right hand and I'll co running to help you" Ezra said.
[He is so cute and cautious. This little blacksmith is such a good boy].
The half-wolf gave a smile, Ezra's concern made Luke rember all the affection he had received from his allies the day before.
"Thank you! I'll count on your help! After all you are my private blacksmith and craftsman now" Luke said, entering the room.
Ezra's eyes filled with tears, he was feeling completely accomplished.
'Finally mom... I finally found soone to use my weapons' Thought the little boy, as old mories flashed through his mind.
Ezra's mother was perhaps the best Ferreira the lki kingdom had ever known, and was even the master who taught Hephaestus how to work with hot iron.
*
A long, long ti ago, when Ezra was little, the forge of the lki academy was much smaller than it is today. The magic smith area was not yet as well recognized as the artifact making school.
All this changed when Ezra's Mother beca the master of the lki Forge. Her na was:
Livie Viorel Asura Bluesmith.
She was a woman of exuberant beauty. Her long blue hair was always tied back to facilitate the act of forging.
Her body, while possessing feminine beauties, was strong and experienced. Her muscles were a bit defined, but nothing that made her less elegant.
Her skin was as white as snow, and her smile shone like the moon. Her eyes had the sa strong blue color as her hair.
Her gaze was delicate, though always determined and sotis even capable of being frightening.
Ezra was too small to rember what an amazing woman his mother was. His mories of that ti were diluted with the distance of ti.
All he rembers ca from conversations with Livie's right-hand man. A woman nad Emily Hephaestus Redwillion.
At that ti she was around 25 years old. When Livia was busy hamring iron, Emily was taking care of her mistress's little baby.
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