Mulberry wants to take them all honestly, but she feels that asking for that may be a bit too much.
 
After considering for a few minutes, she decides on the kitchen knife. She feels like it would be the easiest to use, and it’s much easier to stab something than it is to put a strong swing into it.
 
Mulberry turns back towards the blacksmith when she hears a sudden high pitched hiss. It’s coming from the blacksmith standing over a tub of water. He his holding tongs that are currently submerged beneath the water, which is giving off a lot of steam. Once the steam dies down McClank raises the tongs to reveal something like a fancy M with a line going through the bottom of it. It’s made of a metal with an odd sort of effect on it. It’s almost like iron colored skin was dipped into water and allowed to become wrinkled and pruned.
 
“Oh, what’s that?” She asks curiously.
 
“Something the mayor commisioned. Have a few more of these things in the back, and several more to make before I can get back to my own things.” He says, sighing again, placing the symbol beside him.
 

 

 

 
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