[She looks down at the blades in surprise before looking back up at the man, a billion question fighting their way to her lips at once. Humming as she fought for words, Felicia finally found something coherent to say:]
Magic? But, I thought you said you were a blacksmith. Mister Archer...why?
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[She looks down at the blades in surprise before looking back up at the man, a billion question fighting their way to her lips at once. Humming as she fought for words, Felicia finally found something coherent to say:]
Magic? But, I thought you said you were a blacksmith. Mister Archer...why?