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Ragnar stood before a makeshift table covered in slate tablets. He looked at King Horik, whose mood had shifted from "manic joy" to "calculating warlord."
"Leif," Ragnar addressed the soot-covered smith who was standing awkwardly in the corner. "Calculate the structural requirements. To finish the three trebuchets and build the twenty Torsion Spikes the Princess requested... how much iron do we need?"
Leif scratched his beard with a pair of tongs. He closed on ...
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