even have to.- Darius shrugged his shoulders carelessly, glancing covertly at Draco standing behind the elf. The mage winked at his apprentice and the latter merely rolled his eyes knowing full well what his master was playing at.
-Oh? Are you that confident?- The big man leaned over to the wizard and put a big hand on his shoulder.-I guarantee you wouldn't stand a chance. With James's reflexes you won't win.- He said with unwavering confidence. The elf straightened up proud of the praise from Matheo's lips.
-I doubt it.- Bleist leaned calmly against the counter and boldly reciprocated his friend's gaze.-I must admit, however, that he is as perceptive as you are and another moment and he would have ended up with a sword under his ribs.- The mage smiled disarmingly. The blacksmith furrowed his eyebrows not knowing what was going on. After a moment, Darius raised his hand and showed two fingers.- There are two of us.- He bared his teeth. Draco refrained from sighing and just crossed his arms over his chest.
-Two?- James and Matheo said simultaneously. The blacksmith immediately started looking around Darius trying to see if he had missed anyone.
The elf flinched slightly and slowly turned towards Draco. The dragon smiled at him and gave him a slight nod. He noticed the shopkeeper was glancing at him, and he deduced from the look on his face that he didn't really like that he hadn't noticed him before. He had to imagine what would have happened if he had taken out the dagger. Draco was sure that was exactly what had happened.
-Two, and all I see is you.-The armourer straightened up and began to play with his thick beard.
-You haven't changed a bit.- Darius sighed heavily not wanting to say anything else.
James stared at the ceiling and pulled Matheo by the arm. It was only after the seventh time that the blacksmith reacted and turned around. When he saw Draco he was surprised. The dragon bowed to him trying not to pay attention to his master red from holding back his
