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... ead, a wide, open-front weapon shop glows orange from the forges inside. Racks of blades, axes, and polearms line the walls—some crude but powerful, others refined, almost regal.
He walks in. The air is thick with heat and metal, every breath tinged with iron. A towering blacksmith—a four-armed ogre with soot-streaked skin—grunts a greeting but doesn't pry as Alix begins to look around.
On a display table, he pauses before a sword forged from crimson steel, faint runes running al ...
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