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... orkshop, left behind by Hades and Talos. Now, I was stuck with the brute of a god, Hephaestus. Great. If you could imagine a living embodiment of hammers, it was him. His frame was massive, his shoulders hunched over an anvil that looked like it had borne the brunt of a thousand thunderstrikes.
I glanced around, wondering how to escape before he decided to use me as a stress ball.
"Cripes," I muttered under my breath, my body tense as Hephaestus finally turned his gaze on me. His ...
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