Passing Time......(3)
The first ray of sunlight fell on the ground. A pleasant smell was originating from the greenery. Smokes were still coming out from the furnace but the heat was clearly put out.
"Bang!"
Max punched the earth mold and it crumbled under the might of his fist. What remained was a shiny silver staff.
Max took the staff in his hand. The staff look ordinary. But if one looked closely, they would realise that the top of the staff was a bit different. It was actually a holder made to place a spear head.
Yes, it was a spear.
"I will use it as a staff until I find a good material to cast a spear head."
Max suddenly moved and executed several moves like striking, scooping, penetrating, pulling, twisting, cracking….these were few of the moves that he remembered like the back of his hands from the weapon mastery skill.
"It's time….", Max mumbled as he looked towards the forest.
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