"This is not making any sense! How are you even there right now, that place is like a room on fire." Tam Seon bellowed but got no response from Tae Dong-Hyun, who was as surprised as he was.
He looked at his hands and looked around, the blue flame of the forge was burning viciously, and yet he stood here, okay.
At this point, he knew.
He picked up the hammer and turned to the forge.
"Let us start..."
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WHOOM!
The tranquility of the plain that was still sustained even though Raith was mercilessly and cryingfully slaughtering harmless orcs was immediately overturned by flames that swept across the plain like a flood unforeseen.
Mythical creatures, with necks so long, forearms attached to their wings and hindlimbs like that of kangaroos, their tails long and sweeping across the wind with enough power to crush a rock. They were a sight to behold no doubt but that was not the dreadry that they carried– it was their breath, for it spewed forth flames.
