Smithy.
A few days later.
''Hubby, they are here!'' Azura's voice echoed in the spacious mansion.
She was carrying a box with a hammer and anvil symbol on the side. She closed the front door and walked towards the staircase.
But before she managed to reach it, a handsome black-haired young man left the upstairs and appeared in front of Azura.
''That was quick.'' Ichiro took the box from Azura's hands and put it gently on the floor.
Azura crouched and looked curiously at the box.
Ichiro opened it, and two majestic-looking swords became visible. He grabbed the first one and looked at the blade.
The previous broken blade is no more. The steel looked sharper than ever before, and Ichiro could see his own reflection from the blade.
Ichiro grabbed the second one as well and the sword looked perfectly similar.