"Gwah! Molten Fire spins! One hundred thousand horses' strength! It's just mere cold! Watch me hammer it back!"
"Show the frost your might! Bronze hammer!"
"There will always be a way!"
"Using a hammer?!"
"Dwarves! Stand firm on the earth!"
"Am I weaker because I lack strong liquor?"
"I am the forge!"
"..."
This was an extremely absurd scene... How should I put it? The position of the Beastman Country was further north of both the Empire and the Duchy, at the very northern edge of this continent.
So, the impact of the cold here was even more severe.
If in Silver Moon Tree Court there were delicate snowflakes falling, then here it was a dreadful blizzard. By rights... the dwarves should have only been able to hide underground, waiting for the blizzard to pass.
As for the huge forges and anvil toolsets on the surface, which couldn't be moved underground in time, they could only let them sink into the blizzard until one day the snow melted away.
*Is that how it should be?!*
