You'd think that someone more dedicated to serving the order wouldn't have unique hobbies, but no, surprisingly, Radagon had hobbies.

And one of them was the forge.

Leyndell Castle had enough rooms to allow him to have a small personal space, where he could develop the hobby that allowed him to do the two things he loved most; Exercise his strength and silence all of Marika's words in his head. The hammer in hand slammed against the hot metal, shaping it into a finer blade, his golden eyes shining brighter than they naturally already did as he stared with total concentration at his work.

However, a pair of eyes on his back unfocused him and he stopped the hammer in his hand in the air before delivering a blow that would ruin the effort so far.

"I know you're looking at me."