Fen ignited the Fire Fox Stone's in his forge, getting the temperature even higher. He began to work on the blade, heating it and pounding it with a hammer of medium weight, dark bits of impurities, which would become rust if left alone, fell off like scales from a dragon, excuse the reference.
Luna, meanwhile, stopped and tilted her head. Changing back to her human form, wearing a pink shift, she practically bounced. "Yes, do you have any ideas?"