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... Although Nebl still looked weak, ill even, he didn't move or act it.
The man swung the hammer down, replicating the pure tone Vim had created.
"Ore is ore. No matter what you deal with, or what you're making, it's all the same. You heat it. You hit it. You heat it. You hit it," Nebl said as he struck the burning orange metal again.
I nodded, even though I knew there was far more to it than that. He simplified stuff, it seemed.
"In time you'll be able to tell where ...
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