"Huh." Nicote examines it. 'What the heck did you do to it? That old crack in the handle's fixed."

"I don't know, it just happened," Sparky said shrugging.

"I'll figure it out eventually." He hooks it back on his belt.

"The daggers are cool though. Could not have made anything better," She said energy starting to fill her again.
"You guys need weapons," she said turning to the people who where weaponless.

"Want me to make something? WOn't be enchanted but it'll be good quality."

"I could help to, I do have enchanced speed. What do you need," Sparky asks getting ready to get whatever he needs.

"I got everything." He pulls out some unfinished blades and wood and whatnot. Somehow his coat seem be a sort of mobile workshop for him-maybe because he got locked out of his own and can't step foot on his family gounds anyway.

Claire looks around, curious to find out her place in this academy. She was able to control the wind, of course, she was still learning but she was getting much better as time progressed.

"Okay, I'll let you make it then I'll enchant it," she said really wanting to make it herself.

"I'll go talk to people," Sparky said before disappearing.
Sparky spotted Claire and ran up to her "Hello, my name is Sparky, what is yours?"