Cain nodded and saw how to make it hotter. "Ah, wait... that means I can save attempt Number 4 if I hurry!" So he hurried and hammered it out and the warped blade began to look beautiful again. Cain worked very hard and showed her some of his folding skills in the metal. Eventually Cain finished the blade and put it in ice cold water to quench it.<br/><br/>"There we go. Now I just have to make the handle and pommel and my Dream sword will become a reality!" Cain said with visible excitement on his face. "Maybe if I wasn't a wizard I'd be a good blacksmith. Hehe, but then I'd miss all the adventures." He finished whilst chuckling. He was feeling really happy and the anxiety was nothing more then a distant memory. He looked at Draco and smiled warmly. Then the tightness in his chest came back.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"What is this feeling? It's not my anxiety, so what is it?"</span>The young wizard thought as he shyly looked away but watched her from the reflection of the newly forged sword part.