"Brother!" The shout caused Walker to clutch his head and Onyx to look around the forge, worried because the wandering blacksmith was just standing very still while the other crafter Onyx didn't recognize clicked his tongue.
"What is wrong?" Onyx carefully spoke to the wandering blacksmith watching the sudden movement of each golem around the forge change again. When he'd moved inside with his mental shout, Onyx had seen the golems halt their movement and Walker to react negatively.
"Training his control."
"Don't worry about it. Hearing you shout in my mind echoed through each golem and it made my head hurt. I need to train myself to separate it all better." Walker responded but it wasn't his actual body but the nearest golem responding. The wind mana had formed the words and even pushed it directly around Onyx, shocking him since the mana change felt stronger than what he was used to from Walker.
