Chapitre 91: Shadows

There weren't too many shops, and then also they were still far away. Anastasia noticed a secluded blacksmith shop, the owner of which was watching her and the men. When she approached the shop, the owner picked up a metal rod from a stack lying near his feet and got up. He swirled it like a club, and held it between the drunken men and Anastasia. "When the girl doesn't want your company, you should leave!" 

Anastasia walked into his shop. 

The men looked at the massive blacksmith, and they were outraged. "This is none of your business, fucker!" growled one of them.

The blacksmith didn't budge. "Stay away from her!" 

The man with the scar held his metal rod and moved it out of his way. He followed Anastasia inside the shop. 

The blacksmith lifted the rod and wielded it like a club again. "I am not going to ask you again to move," he snarled. "I have too many weapons with me, so whatever you think you are doing, you better think reconsider it."