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... corridors of the Fortress. The tension of the council chamber still clung to his cloak like smoke but he didn’t carry it in his shoulders. He didn’t really thought about it too much. After all, Methion was there. He surely able to handle that.
Outside, the air was cooler. Crisper. It helped with his mood actually.
He made his way down a sloped path lined with anvils, molten channels, and char-marked walls until he reached the familiar forge near the westhern quarter.
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