Out of the blue

Asher could see the frown on Ignea's forehead that was becoming more and more pronounced. Surely Ignea was thinking of all sorts of ways to get the orc sword off the orc king but she didn't seem to have figured it out at all until now.

"Argh, damn!" Ignea ruffled her hair. "I have no idea how to defeat this damn thing."

"Uhm... yes and unlucky for us, the orc's sword can just keep absorbing the magic power launched at it with ease. Damn it. The orc king's sword feels like a battery charge that's ready to absorb any magic."

An idea instantly came to Asher's mind after Merlin mentioned battery charge. Slowly a smile of his own was etched on his lips as if he was getting a gift or something precious that made Merlin and the others look on in confusion.

"Cih, what's wrong with Asher, he looks like a crazy person with a smile on his face."

"Uhmm... Asher, what's wrong with you? Why are you smiling like that?"