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... n the illusory village sky. The old blacksmith’s hut remained unchanged, still made of weathered cobblestones, distant sounds of a wind chime, and that omnipresent scent of burnt iron and soot. Despite barely sleeping, he felt the adrenaline flooding his limbs. Today was the day he would attempt to forge armor—his next step.
Still shirtless from last night’s work, he ran a hand through his sweaty hair and took a deep breath. "Okay. Okay, I can do this," he mumbled to himself. "He said co ...
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