Chapter 94 — One Stroke Dots the Dragon's Eye
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
The Butcher came forward and in a trice shaved his head clean, so that it shone glossy and bright. Everyone looked toward the Silent Smith. He wiped his hands on a towel, dragged the furnace out of the collapsed smithy, fetched two pieces of cold iron, and threw them into the furnace.
The fire in the furnace went out at once, and frost formed on its walls.
The Silent Smith walked off, and said with a laugh, "Ah, ah-ah! "