Arthur was orchestrating something amazing in front of everyone's eyes. Despite no one understanding what he was doing, with the passage of time they all had this vague feeling that something big was about to happen.
'It's ready,' suddenly the golden dragon muttered after hours of repeating the same thing over and over again. 'The material is ready, I just hope your low arrows will be enough to contain them.'
'They will,' Arthur smiled before finally asking, 'what should I do now?'
'Just control each particle to descend inside your arrow and then use the hammer and anvil of yours to seal them together.'
Arthur nodded this idea came initially from the golden dragon but he was speaking about using the normal hammer and anvil but Arthur decided to up the game and use one of the highest forms of forging from his past life.
The next instant he glanced over a nearby particle. It was like a tennis ball in size, shimmering with blue and golden light all the time. "Come!" he simply muttered before he made a gripping motion with both hands and then he felt like a rope was there in his hands.
Then he started pulling this particle towards the arrow mold on the ground. Once the particle touched one of the arrow heads, both flew up in the sky and Arthur shouted: "Heaven is my hammer… the earth is my anvil…"
His both hands kept moving like before while the arrow head and the particle started to show signs of merging together.
'Focus… don't let it release its energy now,' the golden dragon warned, 'this is the most important moment… don't lose focus now.'
'Shut up and let me concentrate,' Arthur shouted as the words of his golden dragon weren't helping.
Arthur kept hammering the two together for five minutes before he felt the particle already vanish inside the arrow head which showed changes than usual.
The head was now longer, more tapering, looking sharper and much deadlier than ever. It got enlarged in size and Arthur was pretty much sure it had a groundbreaking change in terms of lethality.
"Perfect," he shouted in joy, "one down, still many left."
He turned his gaze next to another particle, then a third one, and so on. He kept repeating the same process over and over again and despite each particle only taking five minutes each, their high numbers made him take the entire day to finally create almost three hundred arrow heads.
And then the particles were consumed and there was none.
"Phew," he exhaled a long breath out of his exhaustion. "This… it took much longer than I thought."
He didn't see himself now, but his chest was racing up and down and his clothes stuck over his body out of extensive sweating he had.
Yet he wasn't even interested in checking his current state. He went to hold one of the arrows while marveling it in sparkling eyes. "This…" he sensed the energy inside the arrow head and the next instant he broke out in wild laughter.
"You finished at last," the leading master said in obvious boredom, but before he could say anything a silhouette suddenly appeared in front of Arthur descending from above.
"Impressive," Goden smiled while glancing over the arrowheads as he added, "you promised half, right?"
Arthur suddenly felt pain when he recalled his previous word. "Sure, do you want me to make the arrows complete or you can do this task yourself?" he casually asked while pointing towards the arrow heads on the ground.
"We'll take care of that," Goden laughed in excitement before he took one arrow head and seemingly tested it with his power. "Amazing… this little one here seems to be so deadly."
"Thanks," Arthur was feeling more exhausted with each passing second. "Here, take this. It will help replenish your lost energy," Goden suddenly took a small round pill and gave it to Arthur.
"This…" Arthur glanced at it as he felt the dark energy stored inside.
"Don't worry, it's a pill specialized for the black dragonairs. It's known to have a very good effect in replenishing dragonair's energy."
Arthur bitterly smiled as he understood why his soul shook the moment he took this pill. "Thanks," he stored it away while Goden raised an eyebrow when he saw Arthur doing that.
"I'll use it in a better time and place," Arthur simply winked, but in fact he didn't intend to use it at all.
His energy was now much different than the known black dragonairs.
"Can you finish one arrow?" Goden suddenly said before laughing, "you are still in a competition."
Arthur took a deep breath before nodding. "See you around, kid. I believe our paths will cross someday. And take the cauldron, it's a gift from our master for your outstanding performance."
"Thanks for master's generosity," Arthur politely said before Goden vanished in the next instant with half of the arrow heads scattered around.
"Sigh," Arthur felt pain again but he went to make the arrow shafts. This process didn't take long, but he was already feeling tired despite taking multiple healing and energy replenishing pills.
"I'm done," he turned to face the dark faced lead master who just nodded as Arthur handed the arrow to him. "Careful or this little one would kill us all," Arthur warned and his sudden words made the master feel quite nervous.
"I'll handle it," the dean suddenly appeared as he took the arrow and went to the air towards the five towers. "This is the second participant crafted item," he said as he left the arrow in the air above the stele while Arthur noticed the two gears his opponent made before were there.
Arthur watched the three gears vanishing in the sky above the stele.
The waiting lasted for an entire hour before sudden flashes of light descended from four towers at the same time.
"Willy boy, our master is willing to strike a deal with you right now about these arrow heads of yours," Sam was the first to speak up but Reem standing next to him laughed as she said:
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