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... a cavernous space, a ruddy glow suffused the air, casting dancing reflections on the sweat-slicked bodies of stocky dwarves hunched over their anvils. The clamor of metal on metal was a deafening collection of sound, punctuated by the rhythmic bellows of the furnace.
Agatha looked on with interest. "This is quite the spectacle," she murmured, her voice carrying over the din.
Beside her, Mirabella seemed less intrigued. "What it is, is unnecessarily hot."
"Either way, it’ ...
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