Sheva stomped through the castle, Valkyrie Prima hadn’t returned from her mission to the leaf. Naturally, Sheva began to prepare for the incursion on the Leaf. She knew that she would have to be prepared for the worst, the Valkrie around her knew something was amiss “Is there something you need Dikastes?” Sheva shook her head and continued through the castle to the workroom and forge. She knew how she was going to let off a bit of steam, through the creative process. She ascended down the stairs and though to the warmth under the castle. Being partially built underwater, the forge and workrooms were damp and silent; Sheva walked over to the forge and lit the fire within it. She stood there fanning the flame of what she would soon create. The Valkyrie stood at the door and looked on as Sheva stared at the growing flame. Nothing would ever take her from that moment in the woods, she knew that something had changed in her. She saw the Maker reach for her but she couldn’t be too certain but knew that she needed to meet him once again. She remembered a small scripture that her father used to tell her, she turned to the valkyrie at the door and nodded “ Get me thirty pounds of chakra steel and regular steel. It’s time to work. “ The valkyrie alone ran back up the stairs of the castle and Sheva started to prep the area around her.
“Those who oppose thee
Shall know the wrath of heaven..”
The valkyrie returned with another carrying all that Sheva required and stood at the edge of the room. Sheva put on her glove and got started, she knew that heating to the right temperature had to be first. She had been away from the forge for a long time, she wanted to take everything one step at a time. She heated and bound the two different steels together and using her tongs grabbed it from the forge
“Field and forest shall burn,
The seas shall rise and devour them “
Holding her hammer at a seventy-five-degree angle, she began to strike the molten bar with as little of the hammer as possible. With this angle, it would assist her in creating an obtuse taper; this would help in creating as little surface contact with the anvil. The tip of the sword began to take shape as the angeling of the bar compared to the anvil created a dynamic shape. She continued down the bar with the same method to create a soild and strong piece. The Valkyrie in the corner joined her this time in her chant:
“ The wind shall tear their nations
From the face of the earth “
Once the blade started to take shape she knew that she would have to work on the next, she pulled another three bars and began heathing them. She pointed at the rapidly cooling blade and one of the valkyries took it to the large whetstone and started to hone its edge. Taking the second bar from the forge, she started to hammer and turn it in quick succession so that it created a conical shape. An idea came to her in the middle of her process. She began to heat massive amounts of chakra steel and quartz together, though quartz was abundantly found in heated steel. She began the troublesome process of weaving the quartz and steel together in a wheat or chevron pattern on the hilt.
“They shall cry out to their false gods,
And find silence.”
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