"Ha! Those damned Grenwalds. We'll take em out soon enough. Though I wish that damned woman wasn't here. She's been sending us out into the world to kidnap people or something! Crazy shi-I mean stuff!" "Wait what?" Bella asked. "Oh....sorry Bella. I know she's uh...close with your father and..." "Don't apologize. I don't have the strongest feeling about her either." "Good! A daughter ought to stay loyal to her mother!" Welters told her. "Ya..." Bella said as she trailed off and looked around the steelworks. Welter turned his head to Can. "Anyways! We gotta get you set up I would say. We may have a treaty to not be able to use guns and the like, but there's nothing in there saying we can't make the greatest swords and bow and arrows imaginable. I normally have to make weapons to suit, but I like you. So, you got any preference? Bow and blade wise?"