CLANK!
The sound of metal hitting the floor echoed through the room as Astron pulled a set of daggers from his spatial storage and casually spilled them onto the ground before Kieran. The gleaming blades lay in a neat array, catching the light with a faint, ethereal glow.
Kieran's brow furrowed slightly as he looked down at the daggers. His initial surprise quickly shifted to a professional curiosity, and his sharp gaze immediately began assessing the weapons before him. "What do you want me to do with these?" he asked, his tone carrying a hint of intrigue.
Astron met his gaze calmly, his expression as composed as ever. "Take a look at them," he said simply, giving no further instructions.
Kieran raised an eyebrow but didn't question it further. He crouched down and picked up one of the daggers, his fingers expertly running along the edge of the blade. His eyes narrowed as he turned the weapon over in his hand, examining every detail with the precision of a seasoned craftsman.
