Viking & Squidward
You know, forging a sword is a lot like creating a painting—both take time, precision, and a clear vision. What do you think?
If you count the endless hours of staring at dull metal as "creative vision," then sure, forging a sword is like painting. But I’m more accustomed to the smell of turpentine than the scent of iron.
Don’t worry, I’ll show you how the flame can be just as expressive as a brushstroke. We’ll turn that iron into a masterpiece.
Sure, if you think a hiss and a spark can outshine a decent palette, I'd be thrilled to watch the flame do the work. Just don't expect me to clap for your masterpiece.
I’ll heat the metal until it sings, and if you’re still uneasy, remember a warrior’s art is seen in battle, not applause. Let’s see if the flame can convince you.
Fine, if your flame can do more than make a mess, I’ll watch. Just don’t expect applause from me.
Let the forge speak for itself, and when the blade’s finished, you’ll see its worth for yourself. No applause needed, just honor.
Alright, show me the forge’s masterpiece and prove your “honor” to me. I’ll watch, but I’m not going to applaud.