As if to accentuate her point, the entire bundle of knife-shaped metal nuggets fits onto his outstretched hands, though he never thought of them as particularly huge. He would never admit that his rather solitary, wandering lifestyle did not leave him with many points of reference.
He begins to put two-and-two together (why was Vena making the knives anyway...?) and realizes she was up to something.
"You don't have to make one for me. I already have a dagger."
Guts looks at Lashan, questioning: "You brought it back, right?"
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As if to accentuate her point, the entire bundle of knife-shaped metal nuggets fits onto his outstretched hands, though he never thought of them as particularly huge. He would never admit that his rather solitary, wandering lifestyle did not leave him with many points of reference.
He begins to put two-and-two together (why was Vena making the knives anyway...?) and realizes she was up to something.
"You don't have to make one for me. I already have a dagger."
Guts looks at Lashan, questioning: "You brought it back, right?"