The atmosphere of the whole empire turned silent. Whether it was Kahn, the judges, the people present in Thamur Colosseum or numerous places across the empire… all of them were rooted on the spot as soon as the scythe made by Kahn shattered into small pieces.
"No!!" bellowed Kahn in disbelief as he ran close to the testing area and tried to run his hands over the shattered pieces of the scythe's blade.
Even Throk was taken aback because he had no idea why things took this turn so suddenly.
"Hah! Can't even make a sturdy weapon and wants to compete against a dwarven blacksmith." one of the spectators spoke loudly, mocking Kahn openly.
"What a joke… his weapon broke apart as soon as it touched the target… putting shame to all the blacksmiths of our empire." said a dwarven noble.
"What a shame… and here I thought he had some skills." chimed in one of the leaders of the fireborne clans.
