Supremacy Games

Three days later...

Felix and Cyclope had returned to the main forge, wearing the same goggles.

"Looks like it's ready for the cast." Cyclope shared as he glanced at the molten red metal inside the crucible.

Without further ado, he picked it up with tongs and closed the wall behind him, returning the main forge into its normal brightness.

Felix removed the goggles and wore his AP bracelets back on as well as his nanoclothes. It looked like regardless of what he did, he always ended up in situations that required him to go nude...

"This is the cast?" Felix wondered as he looked at a metallic container that was shaped into half a hammer and half an axe.

Cyclope nodded and started pouring the molten material into the cast, filling it up to the brim. Then, he closed it and let it cool down for a bit.

Felix remained silent and sat on the corner, watching him prepare the tools to start working on the hammer.

The cast might give an accurate shape of the hammer, but it didn't mean that was the end of it.

Now the real blacksmithing work would start.

Ka-thud!

Cyclope opened the cast and picked up the glowing red hammer before putting it on an anvil.

Although it was cool enough to solidify, Felix knew that it was still hot enough to be reformed.

Cling! Cling! Cling!

Ax expected, Cyclope started to hammer it down in precise repeated motion, making him resemble the blacksmithing machines.

'What will happen when the hammer cools off completely while he wasn't done yet?' Asna wondered with a curious tone.

'He will be forced to heat it again but not to the point of melting.' Lady Sphinx said, 'But, I doubt it will reach that point as this wasn't a normal metal we are dealing with.'

Just like it took an insane amount of time for the material to get melted off, the heat wouldn't dissipate off it so soon.

If it was anyone else, this still wouldn't matter much as they would be required to heat it up again. But this was Cyclope, the godfather of blacksmithing and forgery.

If one person could shape up a piece of metal to his desired state in one single go, it would defintely be him!

As anticipated, in less than two hours, the hammer was starting to turn slimmer, cleaner, and the edges were refined.

Let's not speak about the axe's blade as it was so sharp, Felix felt like his eyes would be sliced apart if he stared at it too much!

Still, Cyclope wasn't done hammering it down even when the heat started to wear off and the hammer's real color began to show.

hole in the center of hammer for the vines to

A couple more hours...

upward

Felix replied while peeking at Cyclope, who dropped the hammer

completely in sweat, making him resemble a Greek god.

turning it left and right while

it down and mumured while scratching his bald scalp, "Looks like I have gotten rusty to make such a

say a mistake?" Felix sought confirmation with a speechless

to stay a bit longer than I anticipated." Cyclope apologized while throwing

know how to react. He could only watch the wall getting opened again, exposing them

went wrong?" Felix

wasn't exaggerating as the silver hammer truly

Cyclope smiled kindly, "I promised you a perfect masterpiece, and

subject and hope that Cyclope

wouldn't hesitate to keep trying over and

Cyclopes allow themselves

hammer, Cyclope returned to beating it up until he was finally satisfied with

closer and feel it." Cyclope

appeared next to the hammer and caressed it gently with

I am touching silk." Felix remarked with

into the

but exclaim in shock,

the hammer had

"I used my manipulation to create those veins. When it was cooled, the veins stabilized and didn't require my

"Just amazing!"

veins were for as he knew that they were meant for

the roots would be able to attach themselves with both the axe

didn't

harm the integrity

make his hammer a bit weaker and easier to

I decided to do it again?" Cyclope smiled, "The first one had

assured, "The hammer won't break as long as the vines entered those

hearing so, Felix's worries

how the

"Most defintely." Felix nodded.

the shimmering white root and curled it

it through

me

but he still complied...He cut his palm and

poured the blood in the hole and specially the white vine...The moment the blood reached the

the vine began to grow new more branches, which ended up growing inside the hammer

"Okay, that's enough."