attention of the giant. It was evident that he was impressed by the quality of the weapon.
-Gler'thys, an interesting name,- Matheo muttered, looking at the runes on one side and the other of the hilt.-Atypical balance and weight.- He tried to take a swing, but fidgeted when the hilt dragged a little too much for him. He squinted and looked at the weapon once more, and then glared at Draco.-Could you show me how you wield it?- He extended the sword's hilt towards the boy.
The dragon glanced at the master, who nodded barely noticeably.
-Of course, grandmaster.
-Oh, call me by my name, just like everyone else.-The giant waved his hand after Draco took the weapon from him.-I feel uncomfortable when someone uses formal phrases towards me.
-Alright.- The dragon nodded and stepped back slightly. He looked around assessing how much space he had. When he judged that he remembered at what distance the nearest armours and racks were from him, he let the air out and made a few cuts and thrusts. The sword sang through the air blurring into silvery streaks of light. Draco was in full control, he knew how to act and how to direct it. He was glad to feel its weight in his hand once again.
He stopped and lowered the sword, let the air out and looked at his master, the elf and Matheo. All three were surprised, but only from his master was it not apparent. James stood with his mouth open and total disbelief written on his face. Matheo, on the other hand, looked delighted, his eyes blazing with excitement, like those of a small child at a trick show.
-Wonderful!- exclaimed the blacksmith, taking one step to cover the distance separating him from the dragon.-I thought something was wrong... -He stared at the sword and then at Draco.-I was under the impression that you wouldn't be able to wield it, but such proficiency... Amazing!
-Thank you.- Draco bowed slightly upon hearing such praise from someone like Matheo. With a glance at the master, he made sure that the
