He had other projects today to finish as well. Time to start them.
"Let's began," he said before opening a sealed wooden crate. Inside lay a length of Worldroot Oak — a deep, almost black wood with faint veins of silver running through its grain. This tree grew only in the hidden groves of the dwarven kingdom's sacred mountains, its roots said to pierce the planet's core. It was one of the strongest woods in existence, nearly as hard as steel yet light as feather-bone, and it could conduct both mana and physical force without losing integrity.
"Perfect for both a spear shaft and a wand."
He laid the wood down gently as though setting a priceless treasure on an altar.
Adam began with Elreth's weapon. She was a knight, her fighting style fierce and relentless, her strikes decisive. She needed a spear that could keep up with her — one that wouldn't splinter under heavy blows, one that could pierce through the thickest monster hide.
First, he prepared the shaft.
